Things progress

Things move forward until they don’t.  And, life is a road with straight-aways and curves and freeways and school zones.  And, like traffic, it moves when it wants to move, and stops when it has to.  And, you can want to speed on by, but if you do, there’s always something or someone to stop you. 

So, that bit of mental drift is brought on by hand quilting.

If you take on a hand quilting project, you have to be ready to take it slow and steady.  You don’t want to be racing through it.  But, I like to see progress, too.  Unfortunately, just the basic work in one of these blocks takes me about three and a half hours.  Later, I’ll come back and do some background fill and I’ll do something in the sashing.  But, slow and steady always wins the race. 

You can see my sunbonnet needle case pinned to the quilt.  It has scissors and thread and usually my thimble, except the quilting thimble I bought recently rusts on the inside and I need to paint it with fingernail polish because I get a kind of a gross, rusty brown stain on the end of my middle finger that looks most unattractive.  And, it takes several washings to wear off.  And, it can’t be good for me.

Here’s a picture of the area in front of the TV in my sewing room all cleaned up.

 

Me like-y.  I’ve had all my UFO’s piled here in what seemed an out of the way place.  But, as my UFO pile got bigger, it wasn’t so out of the way anymore. 

Okay, I’m going to show you this, but you’re not allowed to think badly of me.  This is what it looked like a few days ago.  Yes, that is the same space.

 

Be well everybody.  If I find a lamp with a Genie in it, I’m going to wish for patience.  Go with the flow.  If it’s not all right, then it’s not the end.

Be well.  Lane