I searched the internet for the name of this technique and saw that it goes by different names. For the previous one, I used “twisted pole” and opted to give this one a different name.
The
previous one was also done in an edge-to-edge pattern, while this one is custom-quilted and, as small as it is, kept me busy a couple of days.
The user of these, as far as I know, is not a quilter. She sent these two solid pieces of fabric to be quilted in an all-over pattern. This will go up against a wall, and her products/patterns will be pinned to these. I am not sure how the quilted fabrics will be attached to the walls, but she may have a stand of sorts.
I asked if
both should have the same motifs, but she preferred a difference. The motifs won’t be visible once she attaches her samples/examples, but they will still serve the purpose.
I often get several similar quilts from the same quilting group. This is a second Lily Dreams table runner from the same group as the previous one I did.
I have an
appointment to have my hair cut this morning, and I’m really nervous; I’ll be making use of
a new, unknown (to me) hairdresser.
Luckily, my hair grows fast, but I am still hoping for the best.
For the
weekend ahead, I plan to finish three quilts.
Well, maybe just two, but start on the third.
This bronchitis is frustrating. One day, I will feel normal, able to move and get things done, just to shower the next day and realise there is just not enough oxygen in my lungs to do anything else.
Yesterday
was one of my better days, and I was able to finish this runner made up of
sampler blocks.
I had more urgent shopping to do before I started this next runner, and I’ve been doing two online quilt courses/summits and fell behind on one as I was ill and had to catch up. I started doing a little marking, stopped to watch the computer and vice versa. As sick as I was of chicken soup, I decided to have more on Wednesday evening. It was cooked, and I really had to start quilting/ learning and was not in the mood to cook again. I didn’t get very far with quilting. We take care of the youngest granddaughter in the afternoon, and when her mom fetched her early, hubby and I started coughing again, nebulised, and stayed in bed for an hour or so. We also retreated to the bedroom much earlier. The quilt was loaded, so I started with the border. Thursday was another day in bed for me. Friday, I finally decided, breath or no breath, I need to quilt, which I did.
Friday evening, hubby sounded terrible. On Saturday morning, I took him to a doctor; he didn’t go when I did, as his old doctor had retired and he hadn’t been to anyone new. I made the decision for him and set him up with my doctor… female (ha-ha). I had to turn angry for him to stay in bed, but I managed, or he listened.
Without being ugly, how peaceful this house (and me) was with him in bed all day and I at least having energy to move around. I bought him a box of tangerines, a bottle of orange juice and take him his meals and the odd snack in between, and I have the whole house and TV all to myself. Just me, myself and I.
