A couple years ago, a relative of a church member donated a bunch of quilting material to my church. This individual’s best friend, who was a quilter, passed away and left them all her quilting material, sewing machines and notions. This gift was the seed for a quilting group to start at the church. This is the first of the quilts I have managed to finish and was sold at the annual Christmas Bazaar.
The block is called “Block in a Box” and was quilted by The Quilty Guilt. Using a chain piecing method it sewed up much quicker than other projects I have finished, especially since the center block was 8″ x 8″.
It was purchased as a Christmas gift for a young man who also received a ‘big boy’s bed’.
Rejoice, young man, while you are young, and let your heart cheer you in the days of your youth. Follow the inclination of your heart and the desire of your eyes, but know that for all these things God will bring you into judgment.
As much as I try to convince myself otherwise, I am way beyond being a fabric collector. I see something I like and I buy it, without thought of what it might become, or when I might get around to using it.
Here is another case in point. I really, really, liked this fabric. It was the combinations of colours that caught my eye. They spoke Christmas to me. Luckily, I belonged to a small gift exchange in the congregation and I made a table runner and four place mats for the church secretary. She greatly dislikes birds, but assured me these were ‘okay.’
Luke 12:24 Consider the ravens: they neither sow nor reap, they have neither storehouse nor barn, and yet God feeds them. Of how much more value are you than the birds!
Over a decade ago I met one of the most interesting people I have come to call a friend. We met in the Where’s Willy forums. He is a veteran living in Ohio. We’ve had some serious heart to heart conversations. He is intelligent and funny and thoughtful. He has interesting hobbies, a fascinating life, and a great family. The popularity of fb gradually lured us to other ways of social media and we don’t connect as much. I miss it. While still in northern BC I came across a quilt pattern in a magazine that immediately reminded me of him. Over three years already! The cut pieces came with me to Manitoba and I managed to complete the project last summer. My bad waiting so long to get around to posting once it was completed. I know it was last summer because that was the summer we had the purple paint petunias bracketing the bench on the front veranda.
I quite pleased with this one. I used my favourite sort of fabrics, reproductions of civil war designs – blues that incorporated tiny stars, and red with stripes. The finished quilt was lap size. I think that bed size quilts are presuming too much. First colour preferences, second bed size, and this one was a surprise, so I couldn’t very well ask.
I mailed it off end of summer. They were surprised, and delighted, I think. They sent a thank you stating as much, my friend commenting it would be most welcome once the cold weather arrives. This quilt carried many prayers with it. Serving in the navy does not come with a plethora of good memories, especially when one serves in a way that sees atrocities done to bodies that no one should. The thought gives me a heavy heart and an ache in my throat. It’s becoming more and more difficult to witness the hatred and violence of the world.
The quilted design of loops and stars was applied by The Quilty Guilt. So blessed to have a long armer in the house. This quilt is one of the first to not have a flannel back.
2 Chronicles 14:13 Asa and the army with him pursued them as far as Gerar, and the Ethiopians fell until no one remained alive; for they were broken before the Lord and his army.
At the beginning of November, with the church bazaar approaching fast, I embarked on designing a nine patch quilt. Something quick and simple to donate for sale. I had a jelly cake roll that would fit the project perfectly. This is the end result.
The layout reminds me of a map. I added two other fabrics from my stash to make the quilt crib size. The quilt was priced at $125.00, I donated my time, only wanting the cost of the fabric. A deal! It’s still available.
In the cold and snow of winter there’s a spring that waits to be,
unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see.
What is not a basketball term , a surgery procedure, or a specialty coffee of some sort? An experiment in quilting, of course!
What to do with way too many brown and red 2 1/2″ squares? I’ve always wanted to construct an Irish Chain. Straight forward is not my style. The idea formed to combine a double and a triple Irish Chain. The result was some interesting secondary patterns.
The use of a so many colours makes the contrast a little difficult to discern. On the right is a grey scale copy that shows the pattern a little better. If you squint to look will be even more noticeable. It give me the urge to make another one. Bigger, better.
There are many of my favourite fabrics in this project. Upon completion it found a permanent home on my bed. It makes me happy. Mood adjustment, I fall asleep feeling better, and wake up comforted by loveliness.
But come on, all of you, try again! I will not find a wise man among you. My days have passed, my plans are shattered. Job 17:10-11
It only took two years. I began this quilt in March 1014. I’ve had all the material necessary to complete it, other stuff just kept getting in the way. The Quilty Guilt is back up and running and this was a rather large project for a domestic machine, the blame could be assigned there. I’m glad I am one UFO closer to reaching this year’s goal to clean all of them up. Mostly it’s quilting tops, I have only three or four partically cut and planned. I’m getting better.
Pink is not my colour. I love some of the fabrics in this, and it turned out quite nice. I have a dear friend who will love it. I’ll try to get it in the mail the beginning of next week. It should arrive close to her birthday. Maybe she will stop begging now. Hahaha.
John 11:44 – The dead man came out, his hands and feet bound with strips of cloth, and his face wrapped in a cloth. Jesus said to them, “Unbind him, and let him go.”
We have a group in our congregation called Sunshine Friends, that is similar to a Secret Santa, but lasts all year. We send cards on anniversaries, birthdays, and give a gift at Christmas. My Sunshine Friend this year is a member of the choir and convenor of the Worship Committee. I found this fabric called ‘Church Ladies’ and did up a wall hanging for her. She loved it, but didn’t hang it drapping it instead over her piano bench. Very simple pattern and then quilted by stitching in the ditch.
Yesterday was the first wedding I officiated in my new congregation. It was a long and lovely day. The bride looked beautiful, the groom handsome, and both, very nervous. Both are quite shy, hating to be the centre of attention. Their vows were barely a whisper. They got through it and the second highlight was the piper leading them out of the church.
I had been working with them towards this point for over a year. It gave me time to sew them a quilt as a wedding gift.
I designed it with two different blocks, Bridal Path and Honeymoon, using the colours they chose for the wedding. Repeating hearts was a theme through their engagement, only made sense to quilt it with hearts. The Quilty Guilt did a lovely job.1 Corinthians 13:4-7 4 Love is patient; love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant 5 or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; 6 it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth. 7 It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
This Christmas past I gave my son and his partner a gift certificate for a restaurant in my home town. It was a bribe, pure and simple. We live over two hours away from them. Naturally they would need someone to watch my granddaughter and I would be the most logical candidate! Worked like a charm.
A couple months ago they indicated they were coming up for dinner and a concert and asked if they could stay with us. Absolutely! AND, then suggested we all go to the zoo the next day. Coincidentally I had come across a pattern in Quilty magazine my granddaughter would LOVE. I dropped all my other projects and started right away. I had a charm pack which came as a free bonus with an order I had placed. Just in case I also ordered three yards of cream from the same line. The 5″ squares needed a little tweeking, all the horse tails have a seam, but otherwise it was exactly the right amount for each pony. I changed the sashing so each horse was set apart. I used all the scraps for the border and to make four patches in the sashing. Just like my granddaughter it is sooooo cute!
Her mom has sung the lullaby “All the pretty little horses” to her almost every day since she was born. This was the first project I was actually giddy with delight as I sewed it up. It turned out perfect. I quilted it by stitching in the ditch and FMQ’d some of the lines from the lullaby on the sashing.
This past week they drove up, dropped off my 2 1/2 year old sweet heart. She loved the quilt, so horse crazy. It was a fabulous couple days, enjoyed every second of it. Such a blessing.
The zoo visit was so much fun, especially the polar bears. I miss her already.
Zechariah 1:8 In the night I saw a man riding on a red horse! He was standing among the myrtle trees in the glen; and behind him were red, sorrel, and white horses.
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.