Hmmm … maybe we should auction this off ??
I recently stumbled across the “stack and whack” method of making kaleidoscope quilts. I was fascinated, and decided to fool around with some of the fabrics in my stash.
Well, this turned out to be some kind of serious fun …
The ladybug fabric is the backing. I’m thinking a “thousand-miler”* option is a good idea for a table runner.
* A “thousand-miler” is my mother’s definition of a dress that could be worn for “a thousand miles” and not show any wear (like food spills!).
I grew up near the southern tip of Lake Michigan, but I really didn’t appreciate my bone country when I was there. On my recent visit to Wisconsin, however, the Lake and I became good friends again.
I’m a firm believer that the Great Lakes are really inland seas, and should receive the respect of being called seas rather than lakes.
Michigan Sea. Sounds pretty good doesn’t it? Really, when it takes two and a half hours to cross by fast boat, and when in the middle you can’t see either side, that’s not a “lake”. Not in my book anyway, and if I’m wrong about this, just let me have my dreams.
One of the things I truly love is how the water changes, not just from day to day but nearly moment to moment, depending on the weather. I was only in Wisconsin for a few days and all of these photos were taken out of two windows, one looking north, the other east.
I couldn’t get enough of it. Soothing one minute, then in turn awesome, frightening and funny. Going to sleep to the sound of crashing waves in a storm is a treat everyone should enjoy at least once in their lives.
It certainly worked better than any sleeping pill for me.
Thank you, Great Creator, for the blessing of water, for the lessons of power and beauty, and for rocking me to sleep in the middle of a stormy night.
A couple of years ago I bought some dark blue slippers to put on in chapel (a fair amount of rich soil, to say nothing of a variety of natural fertilizers, follows us everywhere we go). Lined in fleece, easy to slip on, soles able to withstand being worn outdoors for the days I forgot I had them on when I returned to work—when I finally had them “broken in” I grew to love them.
Needless to say it wasn’t long before they had molded so comfortably to my feet I began to wear them everywhere on purpose, especially in winter.
Now they are faded and falling seriously to ruin. But they have become my friends and the quintessential example of “comfortable as an old pair of slippers”. I plan to wear them till they fall off my feet. Literally. And that day will definitely been sooner rather than later.
I dread the idea of slipper-shopping, and the inevitable sticker-shock that accompanies the task. New slippers will look ever so much better, but that will just be the outside. No, I’m not looking forward to the day these old friends can’t make it one more step.
Holy One, let me be like these dear slippers: let me not fret over my outer cracks and wrinkles and fading skin, and may I become immensely soft, well-molded, supportive and forgiving where it counts.
Finally managed to make four more BOM blocks, and I think I have enough to finish the quilt. Which won’t happen soon … need to select sashing and come up with backing fabric, too. I always bog down at this step.
This combination of wool and air is the perfect recipe for keeping hands toasty warm.
Pile-o-hats: Using little bits of bulky yarn to make toasty hats, too. This is another way to add inner softness and warmth; super bulky wool yarn is inserted in a stranded pattern rather than in individual pieces.
Here is the outside of a hat made with handspun “slubby” yarn …
And this is the inside.