Yep, moved to WordPress. See ya there!

New blog?

I'm not sure yet, but I may be moving my blog over to Wordpress. I actually copied my posts from here to there and everything...you can go and see it!

I hate the idea of starting a new blog when this one is so new, but I guess it would be better to do it now than to establish this one then decide to up and move it later.

I'll post here when I make my final decision. Any input would be appreciated!

Not knitting

On Sunday I had to pull out the sewing machine to hem some pants that B got over a month ago (yes, he asked me then to hem them. What of it?!). After the 20 minutes that took, I decided since the machine was out, I'd finally quilt this cross-stitch a lady from Stitch-In made for me close to two years ago:

I added the wording at the bottom, which says, "Remembering is an act of resurrection/Each repetition a vital layer of mourning/In memory of those we are sure to meet again/In loving memory of/Katherine Hatlak". I can't believe this has been sitting in a drawer for so long; I even bought the fabric not long after it was finished. It turned out beautiful, if I do say so myself! Too bad I can't show Dorothy, the wonderful lady who made this for me. She passed away a few months after finishing it.

Working on the wall hanging gave me the quilting bug. Except for the memory quilts I made after Mom died, and the wall quilts (I've done two of those now), I have always wanted to make a real quilt. I think quilting is an amazing art, and while I'd never do the fancy stitch designs on them (I stick with plain old stitch-in-the-ditch finishing), if I could make one that looked anything like these, I'd cherish it forever.

I'm really leaning towards some version of this, a Log Cabin Quilt, for my first:


But I also like these:



This, the Wedding Ring Quilt, is probably the "ultimate quilt" to me. I have always loved the graceful curves in this design. It, of course, is also one of the hardest quilts to make. Not that I'd let a little thing like difficulty stop me. I'd jump in full-tilt and only stop when the desire to cut every involved piece of fabric into confetti was raging inside me:

So maybe I hold off on that quilt for a while :)

Namaste