Easter Quilt

Almost finished. ¬†And the dear friend who will get it doesn’t surf the net or read my blog…thankfully ūüôāIMG_8583 IMG_8582 IMG_8581 IMG_8580 IMG_8579 IMG_8578 IMG_8576IMG_8575


Pretty Plates

Another reason to hit thrift stores: I started collecting mismatched vintage plates for a plate rack that is in the works.  Here are a few favorites:IMG_7788 IMG_7787IMG_7834 IMG_7836 IMG_7839 IMG_7841 IMG_7844 IMG_7849 IMG_7850 IMG_7852 IMG_7853 IMG_7854 IMG_7855 IMG_7858IMG_7847 IMG_7860

Flannel & Denim…Done!




I started this with blue flannel and red sweatshirt fabric. I was moving happily along when I ran out of the blue flannel! ¬†I had other flannels, but didn’t want the edges to look out of place, so I cut up a bunch of old jeans and finished up the quilt that way. ¬†I used white cotton for the hand tying, but I’m not sure I like it. ¬†I may have to learn to machine quilt. ¬†What do you think? ¬†Does the hand tied look take away or add to in this case?¬†IMG_7773

Speed Quilt!

Christmas day was fast approaching, and still I hadn’t found anything for my sister. ¬†I was on the lookout for something just right in a thrift store, or second hand shop, or even in my house somewhere (We try not to buy NEW things for eachother..that just wouldn’t do..) But nothing had jumped out at me, ¬†and time was running out. She too had made a pile last summer from fabrics she liked, letting me know the kind of quilt she’d prefer. But I couldn’t possibly have time for that. ¬†Not this year. ¬†Or did I? ¬†I had started one of my own with larger squares. ¬†The work goes fast when the squares are big.



IMG_7702  IMG_7710 I even found the perfect sheet for a backing.  And added my little embroidered bee for fun.

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For the Love of Fabric

Now that Christmas is over, I can show off all the fun I’ve had with making quilts! Natalee was here over the summer and chose a bunch of fabrics for her quilt. ¬†Hers was the craziest I’ve made yet, with lots of 3 inch squares and even some triangles!



IMG_7515 And for the back, a heavy khaki between paisley edges.

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IMG_7510¬†Hand tied with navy blue string. Guess I didn’t get a picture of that. ¬† Stay tuned for the fastest quilt I’ve ever made! ¬†



Quilting Dreams

Feeling light, floral and inspired I started with a stained antique linen towel with cute embroidery. I saw this on henhousehomemade.blogspot.com and fell in love with the idea. miaslandliv.blogspot.com  is  another wonderful site from Norway!   

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Update: Oh this is getting fun..:)



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New Again: the life of a Christmas cactus


I had this wonderful cactus in full bloom when I bought it from Wegmans a couple years ago. I have never had any luck keeping a cactus alive long enough to bloom again.  Not for lack of trying mind you.  I have tried to get a clipping from an old one to start my own.  It never made it.  Bought a new one and tried to keep it alive after all the blooms fell off.  It died.  But they are just so pretty I had to buy one more little plant for the holidays.  It was the typical routine: gorgeous blooms, breathtaking color.  Then the blooms fell off, and the plant got more and more unhappy.  But this time, I took it down in the basement and tried to forget about it.  I saw it a time or two and gave it a drink, but it looked dreary and wicked sad.  I left it there till fall.  Then I repotted it with new soil, gave it a hefty drink and put it in the window.  Slowly the flat dull  stems plumped up and got a nice green color, and a couple weeks ago, little buds appeared.  I am in awe!  A cactus plant of my very own that returned to bloom for the holidays!


Girly Girl Fun

Since my daughter and I used to spend time creating the perfect setting for tea parties, it seemed fitting that her bridal shower be a tea party on a grand scale. ¬†The preparations were endless, and the day turned out magical! A wonderful turnout of friends and family shared this special day, and now that it’s over, I keep grinning thinking of it: Anne with her apron and “white meat only” chicken salad. (Which was great by the way! Good job Anne.) Linda at the blender mixing some pink divine grapefruit margaritas, and Adrienne filling her pink eggs. ¬†Everything pink and prissy and foo foo galore! I really like being a girl!¬†





















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The Quilt Saga Con’t

I was up before the sun. With the time change, that’s not hard to do. But for me to get up while the house is dark, start some coffee, and pull out the sewing machine, something is truly amiss. But last night I decided to iron the pin job I did on the edges of the quilt and see if I could build my confidence to just finish it! The quilt is an ebay find. I lusted after it and sent the listing to Anne telling her that birthday, Christmas, Mother’s Day, or any other occation would be complete with this quilt. To my surprise, she actually bought it and brought it to me as a housewarming gift last spring!

IMG_4016It was even more beautiful in person. But I quickly realized it was a quilt top, and not a finished product. I was still thrilled, and planned to ask my talented quilting friend, Shelly, to complete it for me. ¬†But then a twist of fate (and a new job) introduced me to another quilter. ¬†She assured me I could finish this myself, and volunteered to help me. ¬†She bought all the batting and backing and pins and sandwiched it for me. And I got busy tying. ¬†The tying was fun and easy and I couldn’t wait to take the pins out. ¬†Finally the big day arrived, and I unpinned the beauty. ¬†Then I messed it up. ¬†I sewed around the outside of all the ties, and was none too pleased with the result. So the quilt sat for a while. I was afraid if I finished the edges I would wreck it even further. ¬†But one night, watching TV, I started pinning the edges together, and last night I ironed the edges where ¬†I had pinned, and when I awoke this morning, I knew that if all went smoothly, I could finish this sucker once and for all before my first cup of coffee! ¬†And that is just how it happened.

As I sit in the wee hours of the morning with the sewing machine rumbling, I think of my mother. I think of all the quilts on our beds when I was a kid. I think of home-made Halloween costumes.  The back yard grows lighter and lighter, while the hot air kicks out from the furnace.

I’m not much of a sewer, I think to ¬†the woman who sewed this quilt top. I imagine she winced at the thought of it being finished on a machine. But as much as she hates the idea, she’s ¬†grinning because her quilt didn’t end up on a garage floor somewhere, or in a box in an attic, but instead it’s adored and appreciated, even if the new owner is completely inept.

I think of the word “domestic” and I become an Indian descendant: determined to keep the traditions of his fathers alive, and preserve a way of living that is vanishing from the modern world. But it’s my mother’s tradition: the way of the home; industrious, creative, and skillful; refinishing furniture, sewing curtains, knitting socks, baking bread.

The coffee beckons as I finish up the last side. I am not thrilled with my work, but I am thrilled that it is finally finished and I can throw it over a bed.  I am also excited to finish two more quilt tops that I found over the summer.


But mostly I am ready for coffee!