Last summer, Wick bought me a fancy new sewing machine that has all kinds of bells and whistles. The sewing shop offered free lessons. I'm all over anything free.
Then I heard that my niece was expecting, so I thought I could make a quilt for the baby, using the quilt project to practice the skills I was learning in my sewing classes.
I couldn't find a pattern that was exactly what I wanted, so I sketched out a little house, complete with chimney, clouds, cartoon sun, flowering trees, and a little red path to the door.
A baby quilt is about 45" by 60", so I was able to handle it quite well.
This became the central panel, a sort of "welcome home" for the new baby. The surrounding panels were patchwork, and I was very pleased with the outcome.
Then my son and DIL approached me about making a quilt for Pie, who would be graduating this year. They had a big pile of soccer jerseys, jackets, shorts, t-shirts from all her years of playing club soccer.
Since she has received a soccer scholarship, what a great way to preserve the memories and look forward toward her college years.
Even though I had almost a year for this project, I had to start right away. I'm slow, and have to take frequent breaks, so I needed to get started right away.
The squares are 12" x 12", with two inch lattice strips. As long as I was working with a square at a time, I was fine. Then I started sewing the squares into strips. The pieces began to get heavy and harder to handle.
By the time I had 5 squares across, by 6 squares down, I was struggling. The top got really heavy. I still need to add the borders, and then quilt it, but I don't think I can handle it alone.
Thankfully, Wick has volunteered to help handle the quilt as I sew.
One to welcome home a new addition to the family.
The other to say Goodbye, as our eldest grandchild spreads her wings, and begins a new stage in her life.
Yes, she will come home now and then, but she will be different every time, as she grows and evolves into young adulthood.
It's easy to say hello.
Hard to say goodbye.
Come home soon, sugar pie.