The Fun Part Begins

Any quilt I make that is bigger than my sewing table I have to put together on the tile floor in the front hall. I tape down the backing fabric to keep it from shifting before I add the batting and the quilt top and start pinning. It took two hours, as I'm pretty slow with safety pins, and I jabbed myself a bunch of times. Happily I didn't bleed anywhere on the quilt.

I was super happy this time to find I had a large section of batting leftover from another project that fit this quilt with room to spare, so I didn't have to open my very last bag of new batting.

I considered using just a vivid blue cotton thread for the hand quilting, but that will blend in the dark patches and stand out too much with the light patches, so I'm going to use threads that match (or are close to) each color in the patchwork. I don't have any thread in the charcoal or the orange shades, so I'll make a trip to JoAnn tomorrow for that.

This is how using different shades of quilting thread looks.

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Wishing

I submitted book one of my NA series for professional review and consideration, and in return I was praised for the work and provided with excellent feedback. Now I have some changes to contemplate, and decisions to make about the future. I have a couple of different directions to take, which makes the deciding part a challenge. At times like these I wish I had a crystal ball so I could see the outcome of every choice. Wouldn't life be easier if we could do that? Image by Matthias Böckel from Pixabay

Downtown Discovery

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Of Kork

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