Baby Quilt Design Puzzles
When designing a new baby quilt, there is material all over my sewing room. Once I settle on my pattern, then I can put away a few of the piles and choose the right fabric. But first I must contend with the blues to my right, greens to the left, and the soft baby pinks that are within reach straight ahead.
“Any day spent quilting is a good day!”
With teaching during the day at school, there are few hours left in the evening to enjoy my craft of handmade baby quilts. Yet I know what all quilters know and that is that any day spent quilting on my baby quilts is a good day. The time spent with needle and thread is more than often done in the solitude of my sewing room, when the peace and quiet after the busy day is a welcome relief.
Hand quilting on my baby quilts is a decorative form of sewing, a simple technique, that
“The best things in life are quilted.”
Over the weekend I spent countless hours quilting, my passion, or blogging on many of the wonderful quilting sites on the Internet. Since quilting is a pastime that is done in solitude most of the time, taking time to observe the wonderful and beautiful artistic and colorful designs of those who have placed their work on the Internet for the world to see has been a marvelous outgoing experience.
“Itching to be stitching.”
It is that time of the year again, the end of summer. For some people that might mean Fall is coming, and it is time to bring in the summer furniture and pack away the grill. Others might start to think about bringing out the sweaters and sweatshirts for those cool evenings when the sun goes down. Either way, time for those extra chores means less time with the needle and thread.
Grandma’s handmade quilts have love in every stitch. Those days with Grandma are long gone but not her love, her patience, and her commitment to hard work. Those parts of my Grandmother will be with me each day in her quilts.
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“When life throws you scraps, make a quilt.” Well my stash is full of scraps. I have spent the better part of yesterday trying to clean up the not one drawers, but the many locations where those scraps are kept. I tell myself to keep them you might just need that piece for something. Drawers and boxes later, those lonely lavenders, bored blues, and sulking silvers and shades of every other hue imaginable are waiting their turn to be a patch in one of my handmade baby quilts.
Checking into any dictionary you might find that the definition of the word “quilt” is defined as a coverlet when used as a noun, but in its verb form, it is the process for making a special type of material or creating a design.
My poor bear… He or she has been working so hard and appearing in many of my baby crib quilt photos, yet he does NOT have a name.
What would you name this cute and cuddly bear?
