The non-stop marathon of quilting weekend.

The Sally Collins class is two days.  We get together today, just before noon and we run until six. 

I was very keyed up yesterday morning and needed to sew.  I put in some shrubbery on the house quilt.  Well, that starts to establish the density of things.  I did this with teardrops and if you look close, they look like leaves.  Wait til you see what I did for tree bark. 

  

Am I the only one that ever wants to name a quilt “It looks better on the back”?  I’m loving the back, maybe more than the front. 

So, then, I went to class and we learned about teeny tiny piecing.  This is my pincushion so far.  It still gets another border.  And, I’ve started a second one.  As I would finish a section, I couldn’t just sit.  The second one is a bit more masculine, maybe.  Or not.  Who cares.  How butch can a pincushion actually get?

In case that doesn’t look tiny enough, here it is with a nickel in the middle of it. 

My block had some funny seam lines and Sally came by for a bit of personalized feedback on the block at the end of the day and I shared what I didn’t like and she suggested I dampen the block and pin it the way I wanted it to look.  I brought it home last night and did exactly that.  That eighth inch border wasn’t very lined up where it crossed under the basket block and a bit of water and some pins straightened that right out.  Appearances wise anyway.

And, this morning, I got up and pieced the third Barbara Brackman Civil War block. 

In case you can’t tell, I cheated.  I cut the dark and medium pieces with my tri-recs rulers instead of paper piecing them.  It’s not quite the same, but it’s close enough for me.  And, way easier. 

Okay, so I need to squeeze all my chores into this morning.  And, I already wasted most of it.

Be well and have a great Sunday!  It’s raining here.  Whooooo-hooooo.

Lane