So I know now that I'm a hopeless quilting addict. How do I know this?
Because the first thing into my parents' washer was not dirty laundry, but all the fabric I'd acquired.
|The FQ bundle from Fabric.com. I'm just itching to do something with it.|
I'm excited--I finally caved and ordered a book from Amazon. I first spotted this book at Tiger Lily Quilt Co.'
s shop in Utica, and would have purchased it if I hadn't needed a walking foot for my first quilt. I only just remembered it the other day, and since I was making a bunch of purchases on Amazon anyways I decided to order 501 Rotary-Cut Quilt Blocks
. I'm sure everyone who quilts has a copy of the book, but I'm excited to start working with it.
There was another surprise besides the FQ bundle waiting for me on my desk, a package from the aforementioned quilting grandmother, Granima. She is, I am convinced, the source of much of the art sense in the family--the other half coming from another grandmother, Neenie, who taught me how to sew.
|What could it be?|
|YAY! A QUILTING BOOK! THANK YOU GRANIMA AND JINA!|
The patterns inside are extremely intriguing; after having stared so long at the millions of blocks available to the modern quilter the possibility of just using varying tones of fabric in a quilt had completely escaped my mind. I'm looking forward to trying out the patterns inside--perhaps I'll use the fat quarter bundle for such a quilt! Won't that be fun?
|So much green...|
If you'll forgive me for not posting my latest project--seeing as how I haven't started it yet anyways--I must go spend some time with TC, as she has been traumatized by my absence and requires some loving.
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