(brk-brk) n.Small, usually ornamental objects valued for their antiquity, rarity originality, or sentimental associations.[French bric-à-brac, expressive of confusion.]
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Picnic Quilt
Here is Princess Buttercup, my quilt mentor. She gave me the best birthday
gift a quilter can give another quilter- she helped me measure, square up and generally kick my butt to sew-up the quilt I have not been able to finish for my brother and new sister in law. uhhum, they have been married for 2 years now and
it is finally getting sent off to the quilter! Thank you PB. you know you are the best!
Here is the finished quilt top. It is 64" by 64". My SIL loves orange and blue.
She loves these colors- and I happened to find blue plumeria (her favorite flower- her wedding ring is a silver plumeria) pattern that has orange middles. I worked it
into the quilt and voila- here you go!
I am hoping to send it off to Angela @ Quilting Is My Therapy. She can write with her long arm quilting machine and that is part of what I want done to this.
In the orange rectangles I am going to(hopefully)have her write all kinds of special memories from their courtship as the quilting. I think it will be totally unique and a keepsake they will treasure.
Birthday Fun
OK, so I admit it, I turned 44 on Sunday. I vowed to age gracefully. To me,
that means taking all winkles life hands me without fighting them by botox injections. It means no plastic surgery. It means being able to admit my age.
It used to mean not dying my gray hair, but hey, everyone has their vanity limit.
I now appreciate 85 year olds who have so much energy you suspect they are on
drugs. @ 44 I know my energy level is slipping. I know I will not be an 85 year
old who skis, does yoga or watch the great grandkids all day at the zoo. I'm
still taking a nap everyday.
My Dad took me out for our annual birthday lunch date- and he surprised me
by taking me up to Highhand in Loomis, CA. What a fantastic place. They have
revitalized the old fruit packing sheds into art/ pottery galleries and it is
surrounded by a fantastic nursery with a restaurant named The Conservatory where
we had a great lunch.
The Tin Thimble shop
My stash addition purchases.
Sawtooth additions.
70's stash additions.
Dad & I in the nursery.
that means taking all winkles life hands me without fighting them by botox injections. It means no plastic surgery. It means being able to admit my age.
It used to mean not dying my gray hair, but hey, everyone has their vanity limit.
I now appreciate 85 year olds who have so much energy you suspect they are on
drugs. @ 44 I know my energy level is slipping. I know I will not be an 85 year
old who skis, does yoga or watch the great grandkids all day at the zoo. I'm
still taking a nap everyday.
My Dad took me out for our annual birthday lunch date- and he surprised me
by taking me up to Highhand in Loomis, CA. What a fantastic place. They have
revitalized the old fruit packing sheds into art/ pottery galleries and it is
surrounded by a fantastic nursery with a restaurant named The Conservatory where
we had a great lunch.
The Tin Thimble shop
My stash addition purchases.
Sawtooth additions.
70's stash additions.
Dad & I in the nursery.
"Spring Cleaning"
Hello there quilting friends! How are you doing with stash organization?
I have not done too well keeping the stash organized in the past year.
I've kind of been into the "shove it in wherever it fits" mode. It's not
working for me. So I decided to spring clean- I spent all Saturday night
and all Sunday afternoon and into the evening going through binders, patterns
and fabric. I filled up my dining room table! I got rid of enough to make me
feel truly organized! I documented 10 quilts I had made and had pics of. I
found old projects that got the quilting energy flowing again. It feels so
good!
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