Pink is as Pink does
Yesterday I drove home in some rather nasty weather through the construction mess that seems to be never-ending on I-10. Traffic wasn’t too terrible but I seem to be the only one that understands the concept of a speed limit. But I made it home safely amidst the drizzle.
I had spend the previous day and half in LaPorte Texas at a fun quilting retreat center. The house is decorated with quilts and doll clothes and antiques—some of which I remember using as functional items as a child and as a newly wed.
As usual, I brought too many projects but I did work on this one.
One of the things I have done over the past few years is make what I call ‘crumb’ blocks. These are bits of fabric left from other projects too large to toss but not large enough to ‘make something’. I use them as my leader-enders for other projects and it doesn’t take long to get a huge stack by my sewing machine—and then to the ironing board to press, and then to cutting mat to trim and then for an evening of putting the pieces together to form blocks. Some people do 4 inch blocks, I do 6 inch blocks.
I had a huge box full of these. Given October is breast cancer awareness month–I’m sure there are many other things we are supposed to be celebrating this month or day for—but I decided to use some pink and white from my mother’s quilting stash. First I pulled out all the blocks that had some pink in them and then made flying geese, cut some more strips and squares and here is the center of the piece I nearly finished. It will finish about 70 by 90—a good size. I’m contemplating piecing the back from the rest of the stack of crumb blocks.
As soon as I get a back together, I can get this quilted—as I don’t have a backlog for the long-arm—and I am sure that machine has missed me.
Sylvia Weir Art 