Good morning friends!
I finally finished hand quilting the Red and Lights log cabin quilt a week or so ago, and completed stitching down the binding over the weekend. Here's how it looked by evening lamp light about five minutes after the last stitch was taken. A little late for Christmas but just in time for Valentines Day, with exactly one Christmas fabric and a few light pinks (more on that later). My goal is to have four Christmas/winter quilts for the holiday season, This is number three and the gray/red squares top from my last December post will be the fourth.
We finally had a sunny afternoon yesterday after several days of gray foggy rain and wind, followed by snow.
Not too much snow as you can see and it was beginning to melt where the sun shone on the lawn. Our dog loves snow, running along and scooping it up on his tongue every few steps, then rolling in it and generally having a great time.
After getting a few more shots and walking Gibbs around the yard, the quilt came back inside for its first bath and fluff in the dryer. Hmm, even using Synthrapol and several color catchers, a few of the "white" prints came back a pale pink, thankfully uniformly, but pink nonetheless! I had used scraps from a number of sources, some of which probably had never been prewashed. Interestingly, some of the whites remained totally unchanged. So, rather than calling it my red and white quilt (actually some of the whites were creams and light tans to begin with), the new name is Red and Lights.
After washing while finishing drying on the bed:
The hand quilting made it soft and snuggly, perfect for one of the grandchildren when they stay over on Christmas Eve next time. It shrunk up a bit after washing, now measuring 62x71 inches.
I've fallen behind with blogging, reading others' posts and especially commenting over the past few weeks. We are settling in to a new normal after our beloved pastor was laid to rest on Friday, after serving our little country church and the surrounding communities for over forty years. Last week was spent preparing for the several hundred friends and extended family expected for the funeral. Hearing nearly 200 people lifting their voices in unison in songs of faith and hope was almost beyond description. We are blessed to be a part of this community of faith.
Til next time, stitch with joy and cherish every day!