When the days have run their course
and the only words left,
to sum up a life returned to the source
of all life,
is carved in stone.
Rest in peace …
or with greater eloquence
“If I take the wings of the morning and
dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea”*
to mark the place of eternal sleep.
Words which fingers traced in granite
pale along side the soft passage
of indented prints through concrete not yet
by living creature’s remembered tread
in distant past.
Inevitably the tenth attempt had led
to the final milk scented breath
and, as all blessed with earthly life,
encountered God beyond the veil of death.
*Charles and Anne Lindbergh – from Psalm 139:9
I’ve posted a number of pictures showing the progress of the postage stamp quilt. Once it was complete, I realized, I didn’t like the corners. That meant only one thing, change! Change is time consuming, and tedious, and well, takes energy to alter what is already done, or already appears to be just fine. It means reordering, and adjusting the way things are to something a little different. The utilitarian purpose of what ever you are changing may not change at all, but the overall experience and perception and pleasure derived from the total package may change a great deal.
I contemplated changing the corners of this quilt for almost a week before deciding it had to be done. And then, although very pleased with how the first one turned out, took another three weeks to finish the other three. Re-dos are not a top priority. Partially because I’ve been sick with the worse cold in three years. And changing it meant ripping out five seams, removing two blocks, cutting sashing (too short the first time), and then repositioning said blocks and resewing the seams. I’m so glad I finally got it off my plate today.
I think the corner application on the right looks MUCH better! Often the smallest of things can make all the difference.
Mark 16:5 As they entered the tomb, they saw a young man, dressed in a white robe, sitting on the right side; and they were alarmed.
It’s taken a long time to finally finish this quilt. (See here for progress reports) First I had to take all of the predominantly red blocks out to suit the recipient. Then I struggled with the borders. I’ve been in the process of a move, that delayed attention to this project for six months. The recipient saw the progress recently and chose the fabric for the border. Wouldn’t you know it? I didn’t quite have enough. Typical. I designed blocks for the corners, that reduced the length of fabric I would need by 40″ and I decided not to mitre the strips, saving another sixteen plus inches. Whew, a little more than enough to border the quilt and eventually bind it. The corner blocks are bigger than ideal, at least they served the purpose and still are in keeping with elements of blocks in the main body of the quilt. I am declaring this quilt top, done.
Psalm 144:12 May our sons in their youth be like plants full grown, our daughters like corner pillars, cut for the building of a palace.
One day of the month left, I am determined to have this year’s first quilt top finished. The main piecing was finished last weekend. I am currently in the process of adding the second border. It contains 2080 pieces, much of the fabric is from previous projects. A friend called is a sea of love, I responded it is my palette of memory. I was thinking of calling it The Sound of Music because it contains so many of my favourite things. Once it is completed I will assign it it’s final name. Here’s a little preview. Nahum 2:4 The chariots race madly through the streets, they rush to and fro through the squares; their appearance is like torches, they dart like lightning.
2015 arrived and I couldn’t stand it anymore. I had not quilted since June, 2014. Six months! No fabric! No cutting mats! No sewing machine!
December 4th we moved into our ‘new’ home. A 1947 character bungalow, big windows, hardwood floors, big back and front yards. The kitchen is updated but the bathroom upstairs NEEDS renovating.
Once everything had been moved in and we had unpacked most of the necessities, I started searching through fabric boxes for something to work on. I really don’t have the room to get at UFO’s at this time, so I started a new project, of course! I have always wanted to do a postage stamp quilt and one of the first boxes I opened was a box of 2″ squares and strips. Decision made!
When I broke the five loaves for the five thousand, how many baskets full of broken pieces did you collect?” They said to him, “Twelve.”