show and tell

As lovely as it is to see the flashback friday photos, I fear I am thoroughly sick of looking at my bowl-cut! Even though I've got nothing much to say, I'm posting a new photo, just to get past that OLD one.
Pepper's pink quilt was the first one I ever made. It wasn't until I had been sewing triangles together for a few months, that I realised I was making a quilt. A wonderful customer in the shop, with whom I felt a very warm connection, was a mad keen patchworker & she urged me to try my hand at piecing. She was so encouraging and clearly passionate about the craft that I agreed to give it a go. I'm sure you are all very familiar with the thrilling feeling of actually "getting it" and I blissfully pieced a bazillion little triangles until a big single piece was spread out proudly. I kept up with the hand sewing for the border triangles, but then machined the strips together and with fear and trepidation quilted in-the- ditch! Wow I was even learning the lingo.
Well, I was so excited, I had to make another one.
The next one is Macklin's. There was a lot more focus and planning involved. And he was in a hurry to have it too. Now that I was a quilter, I had to go and buy FABRIC, and of course a ROTARY CUTTER, and a cutting mat. I machine pieced all of his. It was so fast and easy. It seemed almost like cheating after my first effort. So I compensated by hand quilting it. I used different decorative stitching on the various panels and again I was very pleased with myself. There are many wonky bits, as there are in life. Bits that don't measure up and don't connect perfectly, bits that overlap and buckle, bits that come undone.
All I want to say is that crafting, and some of the people I've met through these pursuits are rich and fabulous things in my life.
Yep, that's it.