The mother in me demanded a clean up of the sewing patch. A pile of quilts ended up looking so pretty together that I thought you might like to enjoy it too.
I know I'm not the only one who pulls out fabric in a frenzy to find the right piece while the idea is current and clear. And then fails to put it back neatly. The process repeats itself endlessly before eventually, there is no available working space. I won't share a picture of my mess.
While cleaning up I discovered some UFOs that were never going to become FOs. It was powerful to move the blocks to the orphan block box and put quarantined fabric back into general circulation.
With this in mind, restraining my urge to start more new projects has been like sitting on my fingers. It's been tough to hold back. So many gorgeous quilts flying through the ether...still only 24 hours in my day.
"Pointless" has been machine quilted. Kate cleverly worked out the thread colour to match red and blue. Thanks Kate for the nice job doing an allover Baptist Fan pattern. It remains my 'go to' pattern for allover quilting. Binding is on, and label is ready to be applied.
"Pointless" even has a new owner, Sarah, our youngest. She likes the front and thinks the back is cool. She is too young to remember the country period of patchwork. And Sarah even likes the name, which for those of you who haven't been keeping up to date, is not a nihilistic expression of existentialism, but rather, recognition of the absence of points on some stars.
Having fallen dramatically behind with the Beyond the Cherry Tree Album quilt, I have recently put in a burst of applique and am now only 8 blocks behind. From a glass half full perspective, I have finished 15 applique blocks!
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Now I have to take my husband's car off to be repaired. I scratched it during the recent trip to Canberra. I didn't notice but he did. I suppose I would feel the same if someone borrowed my sewing machine and it didn't come back the same way it left.