Memories

I was packing up a few of the finished quilts we have hanging around here. They go in totes and are stored in the garage for the kids to deal with when I'm gone. I also found another "holding" tote under the bed that had a large amount of schnibbles in them that I will never, ever use. Gone now. But while I was going through the quilts as I was packing them up, they brought back memories of when I made/finished them. 

Afterwards and while I was thinking of today's blog title I happened to look at a plaque the B family made for us with all of our familial sayings. Some of them just crack me up and I was near tears while re-reading them. Memories are wonderful.

The first Sue quilt is finally done. I loaded the next back for an April deadline quilt, and realized I didn't have to frame iron it since it's a two sided t-shirt quilt. This one needed to be squared onto the back (a nearly impossible feat) and then after working on that for over an our, got it basted in...

Here's the top

Here's the back

It was much earlier in the day than I originally thought, and while I set this up for the Pro Stitcher to tackle, decided with all the seams and bulk DW was going to have to traverse, I was going to have to drive this myself to avoid needle breakage situations.

Just as Jim was pulling into the driveway from his work day, I was finishing the next to the last pass. While he was in the shower I finished her out and we left to do our weekly grocery shopping. It's still on the frame but at least it's quilted. 

I have two customers coming today to drop off five tops. Small and table runners, but they all need to be loaded and basted, and that all takes time too. I'll break in Marty on those when he arrives in a couple of weeks.