Guiltless Nine Patch

I've started a new project. Of course, I didn't finish a project and then start another one. That would be too sane. I took 3 weeks off from work. It was much needed. I was mentally worn out, forgetting things, running into the back of cars, and overall an irritable person. I didn't want to go anywhere for a vacation. I wanted to spend 3 weeks at home getting my life in order, tackling sewing issues, reading, and cleaning out closets and overloaded drawers. The clutter is the result of moving into my husband's house a while back. I basically just crammed a lot of stuff in closets and drawers. There was no system. He never had one either. We were living cluttered and unorganized. Now the closets are cleaned out and the drawers organized. Goodwill is full of our junk. Aaaah!



This does relate to quilting. During my vacation I sewed and sewed. The stress relief and joy derived from sewing can't be explained to anyone who doesn't sew. One afternoon I got a wild hair to start something simple and cheap. Hobby Lobby has Kona Cotton for $6 something a yard and it is always 30% off. I have a bolt of Moda Bella White. So, technically, I was sewing from my stash. Almost. This is so cheap I call it my Guiltless Nine Patch.The blocks are so quick and rewarding. It's cheap fun. The hum of the sewing machine soothes.

I'm spacing out the blocks on my design wall with space between which will be a simple piece of white.

Machine binding was on the list of things to concur during my vacation. I finished up the Aster Manor Disappearing Nine Patch. It has found its place under the cat.

While I was taking this picture, Iris was outside. She is so jealous of the cat. Doesn't she look pitiful? Poor Iris.

Have a restful Sunday!

HST Audition on Design Wall and Blooms in a Drought

A few months back I just needed to sew something quickly and productively. Just sew, not necessarily finish anything, as is my pattern. Charm packs made into HST's seemed to fit the bill. I need something for my office about this size so I pulled these out of unfinished projects storage. I have coordinating fabric in one of the blues. There are just so many ways to do HST. I love to search Flicker and see what folks have done with theirs. We are in a 100 year drought. The state has been declared a disaster. I think farmers would agree. I feel for those folks. I can't imagine linking my paycheck to the weather.

Succulents are about the only healthy thing around here. This basket hangs on the pergola. After many attempts with blooming annuals, I finally got smart and put in something drought tolerant.

Lowes had bowls of Pink Siam Ginger. They were $22. I'm supposed to be on a budget so that was just too much. Also, buying plants during a drought is not highly intelligent. We are struggling to keep what we have. So, I passed them up, regreted it, went back to buy them, they were gone, drove to other Lowes, nothing, and was very sad. Then I walked in this weekend and they had $22 Pink Siam Gingers! What a bargain. I love them. They make me happy when I look out the window and see them in their pinkness below the tree.

A little mallow showed up yesterday after a little rain. I forgot its name. It was a nice surprise this morning.

The mandevilla is still blooming. The leaves at the bottom look burned but it is still producing.

Duranta is loving the sun. It is so pretty with its dainty flowers.

Abelia is a new find for me. I have a couple of varieties. This one is an evergreen with a nice splash of color.

Yellow cestrum is just a blooming monster. I trim it back every few weeks.

They say it may rain tomorrow. Fingers are crossed.

The Resurrection and A Woman 40+

I wish my mother was still with us. I would talk to her about what happens to a woman's brain around the age of 40. Why didn't she warn me? Why didn't she prepare me for this stage of life? My brain just isn't reliable anymore.

I few months ago my trusty, beloved Bernina 1080 died. The engine would rev but no action, no sewing. (You probably know what the issue is...if your brain is still reliable.) I grieved and ran out and bought a new Bernina. I love my new machine. But it did cost a pretty penny and there was drama. Useless drama.

Yesterday I had this epiphany. Or the hormones leveled and the brain began to work for a small amount of time. (I grasp these windows of lucidity when they occur.) My old machine wasn't broken...the bobbin winder was just on. Therefore, it wasn't sewing but winding.

So, I turned off the bobbin winder, plugged in the old girl, and began sewing. Resurrected.
Here she is quilting my Lil Twister. It took me forever to figure out which walking foot was for which Bernina. I will mark them so I don't have to use that kind of language when putting on a foot.

My Quilt Festival catalogue came and I'm registered! I've signed up for an Eleanor Burns, Sassy Stars, because I vowed to take a class with her when given the chance. She's such a legend and always so postivie. I also signed up for a Jean Wells Keenan. I love her book Intuitive Color. I need my view expanded. The last class is a thread sketching with Susan Brubaker-Knapp. It's an intermediate class but I'll slip in and see if they notice I'm not quite that yet.

Have a wonderful Wedneday!

Ridiculous Quilting

I'm being so brave, for me. I am tackling machine quilting. I did a couple of wall hangings without incident. Larger quilts are a totally different story. The picture below is so pretty...my beloved Bernina and beautiful Verna fabric. The real action is RIDICULOUS. Who can cram a full sized quilt into that little hole on the machine?! Yes, I know...plenty of people. I read their blogs. I think I will need a longarm machine eventually. Don't you agree?
It looks so easy here. It's not.

Below are some hourglass blocks. I so loved the fabric when I bought it. I pulled the blocks out to see why I never put them together. Now I know. Blah! No punch. I'll stare at them all night to see if I get inspired. If not, I'll store them again to see if something magical happens to them when they are sealed in their bin.

Still in love with wool applique. I added beads to the berries. It's so easy and the textures feel so cozy as I stitch.

I'm on vacation. Sewing until I need a break on the couch. Iris the dog mimicks me.

Off to see if the mail brought the catalog for the Houston Quilt Festival. I think class sign up is a competitive sport.