Layer Cakes
A new twist is for quilting stores to sell their inventory as a pre-cut bundle and make it look very desirable, complete with fancy ribbons to tie the bundle together. The Layer Cake promo is one that is very popular. I was gifted a Layer Cake bundle. It has 42 10″ cut blocks of various flannel designs.
I have touched this bundle, I have moved this bundle from place to place, and I have put the bundle out of site. Yesterday I dug out this Layer Cake bundle of 42 flannel blocks. All different colors. All different printed designs. I cleared off the church basement table tops and began moving colors around.
This is quality flannel and it has a lot of body. I decided to work with the 10″ pieces each unto their own. No cutting them up. The smaller the piecing to put together the more bulky seams there are to contend with going forward. Dennis came down into the sewing studio and scratched his head. This project was out of my comfort zone and he had picked up on it. Organized pieced patterns that repeat themselves has been my usual for a quilt. All of these patterns and colors lying next to each other made my eyes twitch.
This morning I had decided I would tie this mishmash of color and design together with an embroidered design on each block. I will use the same neutral color of thread on each block. I have two designs that came loaded on my sewing machine and I will do alternate stitched designs on each block that are similar, but different. I am not thinking about going beyond this part of the project. Time seems to help pull sewing things together as after each step something new may be seen.
Dennis played solitaire on the basement Dell computer as a vote of moral support and confidence. It does help.
The sun is out this afternoon and it seems to have pushed clouds and rain showers away for a time. Each day as I do some reading in our west porch, my view out the windows is our front yard. The Kentucky Blue Grass is making appearances. Yippee. I think it did help that as I looked out the windows I was willing it to pop through the soil. With the two inches of rain over the last ten days, I think my sprinkling may have come to an end. The cooler weather tends not to dry out the grass.
A new week and we will be in mid September before we know it. Time is precious and I don’t wish it away. At the end of each day I need to have some accountability for what my God and Savior has given me. And . . . none of this “Oh, poor me, whatever shall I do?”