It’s Quilt Monday on a Tuesday, y’all - the very best kind!
I know three straight days of work sort flies in the face of the whole Labor Day concept, but, sometimes, it’s the getting up and getting out, the preparing a face to meet the faces that you meet that’s the real effort.
Between Saturday morning and Monday night, I sewed 5 aprons, cut out 12 more, cut and sewed two quilt tops, finished tying the Summer Breeze quilt, and machine quilted a top I made something like three years ago. I still managed to host a Civ 4 marathon, have dinner with neighbors, and read half a book on the Carter Family.
I’m not bragging so much as listing the virtues of a 72-hour life drop-out. If you want to get stuff done, do nothing.
And now, show and tell:

The Summer Breeze Quilt, dropped carelessly on the floor to reveal the vintage sheet I used for the back. I’m getting so much more joy (is that possible???) out of working on quilts when I use these vintage sheets. I don’t know if it’s the extra shot of color, or just the sense of history I feel when I look at the old-fashioned prints. The sense of belonging in my home is already palpable, like it’s been around for 10 years, and not just a month. And I haven’t even bound this guy! Binding, I’m afraid, will have to be put off until the weather cools. Or until I can’t wait any longer. So either autumn, or, like, tonight.
From Summer Breeze - which I had to finish first, or risk working *gasp* out of season - I moved on to playing around with some of my new fabrics. I have a TON of fabric right now, and while I’d love to get in on the “destash” movement everyone is talking about, I paid for this, and, darn it all, I’m gonna make product with it. I decided to put together a couple of simple smaller quilts, which, at about 42 inches square, actually make a fairly handy picnic blanket. We’ve been taking this throw to the park and beach, and it’s perfect for two.
I have ideas for a veritable plethora of these in mind. They are simple to sew, which means I can enlist the elves to help me make some for Christmas gifts, and they aren’t the yardage piglets that a lot of quilts are, which means I can incorporate lots of fun things from my stash without buying anything beyond batting. (And maybe some binding fabric, because I’m so picky about scale, and color, and making a nice, neat frame for the whole thing….)
But for now, I have two tops. Saturday’s:

(Why, oh why, did I fold it before taking a pic??? Close-up of fabrics here.)
and Sunday’s:

(Notice that the carpet is absolutely filthy with scraps and thread ends. Mark of a weekend well spent.)
Being on the roll that I was, I seriously considered putting together another top on Monday, to make it a long weekend trifecta. Good idea, but I think I’ll save it for another long weekend. (Or even do two a weekend till my head explodes!) But I had an itch to do some machine quilting, preferably on a quilt I was free to completely wreck. My machine quilting can use a little practice. And so I practiced.

I really practiced quite a lot.
This is yet another summery quilt that I just wanted to be done with. I made the top in about an hour in something like the summer of ‘05, and it’s amazing how letting a project languish like that just knocks it right off your to-do list.
Until, suddenly, you’re sending your husband to the hardware store for the widest roll of masking tape they have, because you cannot possibly put off the basting for the ten minutes it will take to walk to Ace yourself.
Good times.

Good, good times.