Press-press-press, DONE! (ish)
Show and tell time: First thing done(ish) this week was the previous round of the Nesting Robin. I showed that a few days ago, so I won't bore you with it again. Followed that triumph with a sorta-start to sorta-finish on Falling Down Drunk.
The blocks were well seasoned, it was time. Thursday I started sewing, Friday I finished, this morning I steamed them into something resembling a right angled quadrangle. It's not too shabby, but I'd have liked to have taken a little more care with some of the placements. I guess without a design wall (I have a design floor that I share with everyone who walks here) it's harder to see pattern and movement, but I like it well enough, so it's fine. I can see that even though I am not as prolific a quilter as some, in the 15 years I've been making quilts, and in the 7 or so since I made these specific blocks, my skills have improved considerably. That's kinda nice to know. I'll get this layered up this week, but I can't imagine I'll find much time to do any quilting. It's another one of those weeks.
Yesterday afternoon it rained so I sat and finished the berries on this. It's the top left corner of Mom's Christmas present. I don't recall if I'd started this last week, I think I hadn't, so this is all new. I'm working on 28 count linen, so stitching requires a full crazy get up - headlamp and granny glasses. For scale, the needle is 2". Without the glasses, it's all a blur, without the headlamp, it's all just darkness.
And finally, I finished Katherine's scarf. Holy moley this one took a while! I started it at a band concert this summer - I thought I'd never get through that tiny little ball of sock weight wool. You know, there's something to be said for chunky acrylic on size 8 needles. ;o) So the 2 little girls' scarves are done, 1 "medium" girl (as Daniel would say - my niece Hannah is 9) and 1 more big girl (niece Alana is 15.)
A few other non-needle pursuits this week too, but the natives are growing restless. It's Sunday morning and they want food. Imagine.