If things were moving any slower in the sewing department around here, I’d have Himself check me for a pulse. Where’s Nurse Jessi?! Calling Code Blue!!
I never truly appreciated how slow of a quilter I am until I considered the possibility that a turtle might just be faster…if turtles could sew, which they can’t but, hey, if we can teach dolphins to detect bombs and send chimps into space, I’d say there’s a good chance we could teach turtles to quilt. Ya never know, right? Never mind.
If you’re one of my FB friends who’s sent me blocks or tops, don’t fret, I’ll get them done! Perhaps, I should consider Red Bull…or meth…or both. In my defense, I work full time and have kids and a husband who, oddly enough, like to eat and wear clean clothes. Gawd, they’re soooo demanding!
At any rate, I’ve got another load of quilts to deliver for West on Tuesday through a lady from my work (thank you, Aimee).
The first grouping came from Wanda T who’s in my FB group, Just Us Quilters. They were already quilted and ready to go. The blue and green star quilt went to a nursing home patient who was celebrating her ninety-something birthday and was tickled pink to receive it. Thanks, Wanda!
These last three pictures are tops made by Karen L, who’s also in my FB group. She sent the tops and the backing fabric for each one.
Aside from the comfort-giving aspect of these quilts, I’ve loved seeing how other quilters put different colors and patterns together. That, for me, is one of the hardest parts about quilting…I never know what looks good with what and generally wind up disappointed with the results. So much of what other folks have sent has really inspired me to take chances and just go for it. That said, I want Karen to adopt me…or at least put me up for a few weeks and teach me everything she knows about choosing colors and patterns. It helps that I know where she lives…just kidding…well, no, not really.
On a rather sad note, I found out that one of the men who lost everything in the West explosion, also lost his wife yesterday morning in a traffic accident. Please keep him and his family in your prayers.
Thank you to everyone who has sent something my way for these people; they are so appreciative for whatever they’ve received and we all know that a quilt is really a fabric hug. I’ve been putting the names of the quilters on the binding of each quilt so that the recipients know the quilts’ origins. One lady said it meant so much to know that someone was thinking of them.
Until next time: ALL ABOARD!