*gulp*
And this is the block. It's a really cool looking block and we are doing it in Civil War fabrics. I'd picked out my four fabrics: we're to do twenty with two colors -- a dark and a shirting -- and twenty with two other colors. Or we could mix and match, but the object is to have two different blocks for each woman participating. Luckily I'd already gotten my fabric and washed it and cut it (I wasn't that far behind the eight ball), it was just a manner of stitching and constructing.
The thing is, I wasn't sure how stitching would be on the machine, with the cast. Uh, yeah. The nice thing was, since my sewing table is down, I set up at Todd's desk (he was on shift yesterday). Look what a great view I had while I was sewing! Of course, it was a dark and grey day, but still. So at 7:30, I got busy.
I stitched my strips, cut them up and made my four patches.
At 10:30 the view was pretty much the same out my window.
All my four-patches were stitched together and I needed to "pop" that back center seam.
You flip the block and gently give that long seam a tug. See how where the four seams meet, they separate?
Press flat and Voila! Look, it's a little teeny, tiny baby four-patch on the back!
But it does allow the block to lay flatter, which is great, especially if you've got a bunch of them in a block, and a lot of those blocks in your quilt! The popping and pressing actually went pretty quickly.
I should note here that just after lunchtime, I had a couple of (very welcome) visitors. Kim and Sawyer stopped by to chat! If they'd done nothing else but come to the door, the grin he gave me when he saw me -- you know, the one that said,
Hey! I know you and I like you and I'm glad to see you! -- did me sooooo much good!!
It was mostly a quiet visit. He sat with me on the couch most of the time, looking at pictures with me or looking out the window. He *loves* to sit at the computer and press keys. Yesterday I pulled up the paint program and let him go. This is his first computer drawing. LOL! Oh, well, I put his name in there. But he's
so smart, it won't be long before he's doing it himself. :)
After they left, I headed back to the sewing arena. And stitched and pressed and lined up and pinned and stitched some more.
Oh look! The view at 2:00 is still the same! LOL! I don't think the light changed one bit all day long!
Finally I had all my four-patches done and ready to put together!
Whoopsie! Ugh. I hate it when that happens. I did that with three different blocks. But for the last one -- and it literally was my
last one -- it took me
ripping it apart gently removing the threads from seams THREE TIMES before my muddled mind could get it together. I think I may have started praying the serenity prayer at this point. Good gravy. I marked it to make sure I got that one in the swap. LOL!
One down -- nineteen to go in this color. Thirty-nine to go total. Oh wait, let's not think like that, I might have a meltdown. Only nineteen more!!
At 4:30 the view look ... well, you know ... the same. Except, and I'd been hoping for this all day, I caught a glimpse of movement. The deer had come up to check out the corn, and often times they'll head out on a path they've created off the backside of the RV -- right out that window. The two babies (although they don't have any spots left) were wandering up. I'm sorry to say I sat there watching them, transfixed, before I thought to get the camera. By then they were on the move and the photo I caught was blurry.
And finally . . . TAH DAH!
Twenty
Journey Steps blocks, all ready to go! I have to admit, it occurred to me yesterday that I'll be swapping blocks with women who've been quilting for 20, 30, and 40+ years. Women who've won ribbons for their quilts and women who've had their quilts juried into big shows like Paducah, Houston, and Atlanta -- and won ribbons
there. I'm the baby quilter of the group. I've only been quilting for five years (and I'm not sure the first year really counts) and it's not like I've done a LOT of it in those years. I work really hard to do things the right way, but I know my blocks aren't perfect. It's cause for a lot of angst. Quilter's angst.
What was I thinking?!?
Oh well, I don't have time for that now. I have twenty more blocks to complete. Swap tomorrow. Gotta go, get to sew! If stitching is therapy, I should be good for a while . . .
:)