Since it's the last day of National Sewing Month I'll probably bat and back everything tonight.
Since it's the last day of National Sewing Month I'll probably bat and back everything tonight.
Pressed the whole pile of scraps and then took a look at what I had to work with:
Not a lot to make big blocks, but plenty to cut up into 2" strips. The light and dark prints and colors made me think of log cabin blocks, which I haven't made in a long time, so that's what I went with for the sewing:
I think I'll end up making these ten blocks into a table topper, and the rest of the scraps into matching coasters.
My Halloween fabrics arrived yesterday, too, so I'm ready for October.
On the plus side, the latest batch of photos just arrived, so I spent my night finishing up Oliver's first scrapbook for his parents. Here's one of our boy with his other grandmother that is super cute:
Not too spooky, but fun to stitch. Tonight I'll be working on the sewing machine with these scraps and blocks to make something:
I ordered some fabric to make Halloween bags, which should be arriving in the next couple of days. In the meantime I have a big box of interesting scraps that I thought I might try to have some fun with before October arrives.
Tonight I'll see what I can do with this scrap of linen, and post the results tomorrow.
I wanted to do a scene from memory. This was a moment back in January 2013 when I took my daughter to see snow for the first time in the Smoky Mountains; a trip that also changed me forever.
I wasn't trying to recreate the scene exactly, just the feeling from that moment that has stayed with me all these years. A feeling of finally facing the ugliness in my life, and the blessings, and choosing my path accordingly. Literally, choosing hatred, or roses.
I never truly understood Robert Frost's poem, The Road Not Taken, until this moment in the mountains. Today I can tell you that I made the right choice -- one that made all the difference in my life. On that day, I chose roses, which is what I named this little quilt.
If you want to know more about the moment of inspiration, you can read about it here on my old writing blog.
Felt SO good to do some handwork, except my neck began hurting about an hour into it. I tried changing the way I sit and work, but it's pretty obvious that the doc is right.
The new version is okay, I guess. It looks like a giant bunch of cell phone screens (and weirdly, kind of like Twitter), which I assume was the point of the revamp. The youngsters will probably love it, but there's zero appeal for me. Less than zero. I kind of hate them now. Also, and this is the old lady in me for sure, I'm tired of having to relearn how to use a web site when there was nothing wrong with the old version whatsoever.
I think I can actually talk about writing here on the secret blog, as no one has found it yet. :) I'd like to do some for fun before the end of the year; it's really going to depend on how busy I am with work. Also, how tired I am once I get to November. But I'm not sure I want to go near the NaNoWriMo site again. I should be nice and graceful and just let them get on with evolving into another Twitter or whatever.
It's all plastic, and on the flimsy side (the tag said it can hold up to 20 lbs., but I'm thinking nope). For a buck I thought it was worth it as a little challenge for me. I'm going to take it apart and see if I can line it with batting and fabric to make it a little sturdier. If I end up ruining it, then I'm only out a dollar. Stay tuned to see the results.
On the upside, I don't hunch over when I use the sewing machine, so there's that. Maybe the little ray of sunshine in this is that I learn to become a better machine quilter.
I'll try not to glut this blog with pics of my grandson, but here's one with his eyes open:
Good news came in the first batch of photo prints of Oliver, so last night I sorted them and started working on some scrap books. I'm making three; one for me and Oliver's mom, and also one for his other grandmother, as she lives on the other side of the country and won't get to see him as often.
Basically you take all your little scraps, cut them into tiny squares or rectangles, fuse them over batting and muslin and then run a wavy machine stitch back and forth to tack down the edges before you machine applique a couple of focal patches over them.
This one was easier to do than the hand-stitched project I tried yesterday; I have a commercial-grade Singer with a heavy duty needle so it ran right through it. Probably should have used an ecru thread to match the patchwork. It's an interesting technique, but all those raw edges make it impractical for anything but decorative/non-washable use.
Basically you fuse ragged-edged fabrics of different weights and textures to a rectangle of muslin and add various simple embroidery stitches to make the illusion of a landscape. Here's how my patch turned out:
The one problem I have with fusible projects is that it's hard to push a needle through two or three layers of fabric plus the melted glue holding them in place. But I liked trying the technique, and that's the whole point.
As a surprise Jen also sent me a couple of orphan blocks. These will likely end up as gift totes:
I also got in some stitch practice with a couple of small art pieces (and I need more practice embroidering lettering):
In the midst of all this our grandson also finally arrived via emergency C-section -- a very tough delivery for his mom after going through two days of labor, but she and the baby are doing fine now. Say hello to Oliver:
He's really cute, and a very good baby. When we met he cuddled up to me and slept in my arms for about an hour.
My guy is also continuing to recover brilliantly from his surgery, so all is well here. I'm just going to need a few days to catch up on all the sleep I've lost. :)
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