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Wrestling Lace

This was the scene in my sewing room last month while I was making my second mini-quilt of March. I got out my boxes of vintage laces, bits and bobs to get some inspiration, which oddly took a while. I'd struggled a bit the week before with the one I made as a visual poem, so I wanted straightforward and uncomplicated. Which for me, of course, it never is.

My inspiration for this mini-quilt came from some of the very vintage colors 14carrot used to make these three quilt tags. I love sepia and cream and gold. I wanted to put my own spin on it, however, so I went for the lace (I have lots and most of it is too old to use on anything but art pieces that won't be washed.) It's often difficult to work with antique lace, however, and I really wrestled to get it to stay down where I wanted it.

Here's the mini-quilt as of the writing of this post. I'm not finished with it, but I'm mostly happy with my progress.

As I've mentioned I've had a bit of a rough year so far in 2025, and while the drama is over and I don't have to deal with the miserable people who create it at the moment I'm tired. It's an ongoing struggle to get everything I'm supposed to do finished every day. I'm not sleeping well, either. So I'm focusing on me and my wellness, making lots of healthy meals, and taking lots of naps. I trust myself to bounce back; I always do.

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