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Finally! I had found time to finish up my Yellow Brick Road pattern quilt. I originally wanted to do a black and white quilt with just a few splashes of red rectangles mixed in just a few of the blocks. However, after several unsuccessful attempts to find the right red/black or red/white fabrics to intermingle with the rest of the quilt I decided to stick with just the black and white.
I ended up setting aside the project for long, long while, not sewing the blocks together because I just was not happy with it. I just wanted to see that splash of red in there. So finally I decided to modify the pattern just by placing sashing between the blocks and that allowed me to enter the color red into the quilt. Now, I am a happy camper. :-)
I made this quilt with donated fabric for a prayer quilt.
If you would like to learn more about the Prayers and Squares Quilt Ministry, visit their website at http://www.prayerquilt.org/
Earlier this year my friend, Mary Ann, and I took a class at the Quilting Season in Saline, MI to make a wall hanging. Through the course of the class we sure had alot of fun, did alot of talking and we were definately distracted by all the fabrics in the quilt store.
Even though the main part of the wall hanging was completed, I still hadn't put on a border and it has been sitting for months on end.
This morning I finally put on a border! So now this will hang with the rest of my tops until I am until I am ready to put it together.
Now I'm on to try to complete the top of yet another unfinished quilt project.....
'Twas the Night Before Christmas
And the quilts were not made.
The threads were all tangled, the cookies delayed.
The stocking weren't hung, the pantry was bare.
The poor weary Quilter, was tearing her hair.
Stacks of fat quarters, tipped over in streams.
Visions of Log Cabins, had turned into dreams.
When what to her wondering eyes should appear,
But a bus full of quilters with all of their gear.
They went straight to work with just a few mutters,
Sorting and stitching and brandishing cutters.
The patterns emerged from all of the clutter,
Like magic the fabrics arranged in a flutter.
Log Cabins, Lone Stars, Flying Geese & Bear Tracks
Each quilt was a beauty-even the backs.
Her house how it twinkled, her quilts how they glowed.
The cookies were baking, the stockings were sewed.
Their work was all done, so they folded their frames,
And packed up their needles, without giving their names.
They boarded the bus, and checked the next address.
More quilts to be made, another quilter in distress.
She heard one voice echo, as they drove out of sight,
Happy quilting to all and to all a good night!
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