Here it is, my 550th blog post! Not as catchy as Chanel No5 or OU812, but I’ll take it.
So this is where I finally get around to cataloging all the projects I completed at the last Brazos House retreat I attended Mother’s Day weekend.
The larger the to-be-packed-pile became, the more disgruntled the dachshund. That is a face that guarantees a retaliatory pee. Little jerk!
Outside of my own home coming into view (assuming neither of The Codefendants has royally screwed the pooch while I’ve been gone all weekend and Himself is about to blow a gasket…yeah, don’t ask), the view below is my all-time favorite.
Mom and I spent several days here with our quilting friends and one pink crop-toting sheriff. Don’t ask. I’m still scared of Sheriff L. 😳 It’s always the quiet ones that’ll get ya, isn’t it? No picture though…what happens at retreat, stays at retreat. 🤐
My first finish was Garden Party by Bonnie Hunter.
All the posy blocks are polka dots. All. Of. Them. The chain blocks are the black and whites I’ve hoarded forever and orange, because orange is an under appreciated color and I love it. The outer border is black with tiny white polka dots. It’s been described as “halloweenish”. Um, no, but whatever revs your engine.
I opted to straight set my blocks so that the chain blocks were on the diagonal. The diagonal chains make me think of the Irish Chain block which makes me think of green Ireland 🇮🇪 which makes me happy. In Bonnie’s pattern, the chains wound up hanging straight which made me think of executed prisoners. ☠️. Hey, if you’re looking for logic, this blog isn’t the place for you. Move along…
The next finish was a leader/ender baby quilt from Garden Party. I love the handprint border!
My final finish was En Provence, or as I like to call it, A Weed Grows in France 🇫🇷. You see, this is what happens when you think you’ve cut enough units and then get down to the last block only to discover that you didn’t.
This was the top that required some tiara power and a seam ripper.
I also won this lovely package of Perfect Man sponges.
Quilt on, my peeps!