I have been working on my Inspiration Quilt Don’t Touch My Junk today. And it felt good after a frustrating day of just running around and doing work on my CAAWS stuff. I longed to be sewing all day.
I began putting the blocks together. Remembering the admonition of not thinking too much about color and placement, I just grabbed and sewed and didn’t think at all!
There were some strange bedfellows!
But I continued on, not worrying if one matched or not. The easiest way for me to achieve this level of nirvana is to listen to books on CD so I plugged in, pun definitely intended, The Seamstress by Frances de pontes Peebles.
I am liking the way it is heading. Although I think it is like that Ugly Dog Contest, only a momma could love him. This quilt will be mine totally.
The best thing about doing this quilt, I am finding blocks from quilts that are long gone to their forever homes with friends and family. And I am living back memories from those wayward blocks
Like this poor attempt at a sheep dog.
It took me a minute to even remember him! I had to figure out, what the heck was this? Oh, yes, a sheepdog. He is supposed to be looking after his sheep, bur the sheep never made it to the pasture!
glen: felt good to be sewing, and it felt good to be playing!