From the category archives:
Sometimes inspiration grabs me and won’t let me go until my shoulders ache from cutting fabric. Until my eyes are watery with squinting at binding stitches. Until I notice a two year old eating corn chips out of the bag. On my bed.
I had that day yesterday.
I finished piecing a quilt. I finished binding another [...]
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This sunny quilt was made to welcome a new baby into the world and was born of multiple inspirations.
I guess it’s plain from the photo that I gravitate towards these colors. Those four pitchers are favorites among my collection. And I guess you can also see that my walls are painted yellow.
I started the construction [...]
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I have a problem with fabric but it’s not the one you think.
It’s not that I can’t stop myself from buying it or that I hoard it away and never cut into it.
My problem is that I’m overwhelmed by it. There are too many choices. Should I buy the whole line? Fat quarters? Just the [...]
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If you read any blogs written by someone who quilts, chances are you’ve come across the Blogger’s Quilt Festival at Parkcitygirl.
The festival is the brainchild of Amy (whom I’m happy to call a friend) and was lots of fun last spring when she first held it. Amy asked me to design a logo and offered [...]
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Maybe I should post every time I need encouragement about finishing a project. (Help, I’m avoiding scrubbing the toilets. etc.)
All of your encouragement got me in gear and the momentum took hold. I finished the single missing block, sewed the rows, pieced the back and quilted the entire quilt.
I almost always use off-white thread to [...]
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The pathetic part of this story isn’t that I have nineteen out of twenty blocks finished or that I finished those nineteen blocks in three days but haven’t been able to get the last one done in three weeks or that my brother’s birthday is less than two weeks away—it’s that I have three other [...]
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These quilts were made for my mother when she was a child.
Tilly was a young woman who looked after my mother and cleaned my grandmother’s house (kind of hard to imagine, yes?) and her mother hand pieced and quilted these.
I believe they were made in Pennsylvania in the 1950’s.
I had them on my bed as [...]
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Him: ‘Um, Honey, your blog needs updating’.
Me: ‘I know. And the laundry needs folding and the dishes need washing and the money needs making and the diapers need changing and the cat’s claws need clipping and the windshield needs fixing and the school forms need returning…’ (Are you getting the picture?) ‘But I’m too busy [...]
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That’s not a finished object you say—it has no binding. Well, yes, technically that’s true. But try telling him that.
There’s nothing complicated about this quilt. It’s sixteen-inch squares set four across by four down. It’s my plan to use this on the beach next week when we take our vacation. I wanted to quilt it [...]
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