In all my excitement of finishing my first official Christmas project of the season, I forgot to take a picture of it before Rich and I miraculously stuffed it into a large flat rate shipping box, which will explode when it's opened, like those pressurized biscuit cans do when you bang them on the counter. This is what the project was: a twin sized four-patch quilt made with fabric that I inherited from my mom when she passed away in May. I have five siblings, and divided the cloth into six color groupings. Each Christmas I'm going to give one of my siblings a quilt that I've made with my mom's fabric. She left two 18 gallon containers full. She sewed aprons and pillowcases and was an accomplished embroiderer. I'm sending it to my sister in Colorado today.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Contents Under Pressure
In all my excitement of finishing my first official Christmas project of the season, I forgot to take a picture of it before Rich and I miraculously stuffed it into a large flat rate shipping box, which will explode when it's opened, like those pressurized biscuit cans do when you bang them on the counter. This is what the project was: a twin sized four-patch quilt made with fabric that I inherited from my mom when she passed away in May. I have five siblings, and divided the cloth into six color groupings. Each Christmas I'm going to give one of my siblings a quilt that I've made with my mom's fabric. She left two 18 gallon containers full. She sewed aprons and pillowcases and was an accomplished embroiderer. I'm sending it to my sister in Colorado today.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
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