[The mystery of the disappearing photograph has not been sovled, but I want you to see Rachel's fine illstration for this entry. She also took a picture of the Pfaff which I promised to tell you about in the next blog entry. Just can't do that until you see the quilts it helped make. So here is TAKE 2. Let's hope it works this time.]
At precisely 10 p.m. Monday evening (July 9) I crossed the finish line! The mrarathon ended--successfully. What began in January this year (see Jan 17 blog entry) became a one-day-a-week activity. That was more than I actually thought I'd achieve.
It had been 20 years or more since I began collecting--and storing--fabric for making "quilts." Not handmade works of art, but quick, sewing-machine products just meant to be useful. Chaucer came first, so the quilts needed to be delayed.
My nowadays habit is to think about the next quilt while working on the current one. That's how the marathon came to mind! The last Thursday (sewing day) of June, I asked myself what next week's project would be. Then I noticed the July 4 holiday. I could sew for 2 days, if I wanted to. And I did want to.
As I looked through what was left, I realized that the wealth of colors and fabrics had been depleted. As a project winds down, you expect that, but how does that affect creativity? How to use the remaining materials? The answer had to be ingenuity!
Sorting became ruthless--if a bit of fabric was less than 3 by 5 inches, in the trash it went! (!) Among the surviving leftovers I found a small amount of Christmas fabric, a cozy bunch of flannel, random quilted swatches, and a grand array of flowered material.
Next there had to be workable backing for each category. Minimize the "designer" element. Concentrate on efficiency. That's when the possibilities of a July 4 holiday came to life--why not declare an extended sewing celebration? Make a whirlwind job of it--a marathon? (Surely marathoners don't have time for dishes or laundry.) Priorities were on the side of this goal of 20 years!
So that's what I did. Made the quilts mentioned above and a few more--8 in all from the day the race began, July 1. Some are small. Some are large. Each a dream come true.
My companion every step of the way--my Pfaff 30--deserves special mention. I'll save that for the next entry.
So remember--your long-held dreams about the future can come true. And apparent pack-rats may prove to be future achievers. [broad smile]
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