Every Quilt Story Has Two Sides

YES!
And it means another little quilt is finished!

If I could write a story about this side of the quilt, it would include words like ‘experimental’, ‘organic’, and ‘serendipitous’. What originally was planned to be a vertical stripped-pieced backing, morphed into throwing caution to the wind to, for the first time, assemble and sew the strips using a curved piecing technique. It all happened peacefully and calmly – two words not usually associated with my personality. As with so many of my quilt projects, most of the fabrics are remnants from garment sewing long ago – and really, the only uniting factor between the back and front are the fabrics and colors. It’s enough for me.

This side of the quilt would include words like ‘unsew’ and ‘reconfigure’. All the pieces were dismantled from a stack of 8 inch square blocks that over the years I ‘fell out of like’ with. I kept the triangle units and thought of them as flocks of birds in flight across a darkened sky. For the first time ever I took value into consideration as I laid them out on my floor – taking black and white photos with my camera to aid me in the process. Adding the tiny pinwheels was a last minute addition and I included them in the border as well. The golden yellow fabric in the pinwheels were the oldest fabrics I used and came from my mother’s stash. It felt like the perfect ending to piecing together this little quilt’s story.

When it came to connecting the two sides, a chapter would have to be devoted to my first attempt at using the ‘big-stitch’ quilting technique with 4 different variegated pearl cotton color waves. Big-stitch quilting can be as intricate as traditional quilting is. With this project leaning more modern, I chose an all random straight line stitching- as simple as I could keep it.

This quilt’s story would ‘wrap up’ with how I, again for the first time, bound the quilt with a single fold bias binding, cut from one fat quarter (18”x22”) of batik fabric. THAT was scary, but there was enough to go around! (No pun intended, but it works.) Batiks are generally a tighter weave and wear well, and the quilt at best will only get light use.

If quilt is used, it will tell its story displayed on a wall or draped over the back of a chair. It’s not perfect – it’s a bit wonky, too, but I’m happy to be a part of its story.

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So, since the list of unfinished projects is getting shorter, is it too early in the year to be planning a project for Christmas?

The Mr. and I are subscribed to a YouTube channel called White Cottage Company, the host of which recommended a fabric store in Ohio called Zincks. Of course, I had to check it out, and I’m glad I did. I purchased this Michael Miller fabric (quality with a capital Q!) called “Circuit-Tree”. Our youngest son, who knows ALOT about circuits will be the recipient of something ‘Christmas’ made from this fabric.



I have some time to sort out and plan what will become of this fabric. It’s a challenge with the world around our house painted in yellows, pinks, and purples these days. But it’s a new project – small enough to interject (not unlike the proverbial ‘carrot at the end of the stick’) amongst the not-finished-yet projects that are presently getting a second look and a second chance at FINALLY getting finished. I’m not one to deny myself a reward, when I believe I’ve earned one and working on a small project, for me, is just that.

So, on this rainy Monday, I’ll do my due diligence and plug into Pinterest for a bit. It might surprise them that I’m looking at Christmas-themed projects. There goes their algorithms!

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Alone In Him

Whether it’s taking in the sights and sounds of a vibrantly ‘twitter-pating’ bird population or the scenes like this, I always leave the grounds of this nearby conference center in a reflective mood. Today, I brought it home with me…

“I need not go to distant lands

To find my soul’s relief;

I only need to see the cross

To resurrect my peace;

Where Jesus shed His blood for me

To recompense my sin,

What joy to know my destiny

Is found alone in Him.”

DDC 2021


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“He only is my rock and my salvation,
My stronghold; I shall not be shaken.
On God my salvation and my glory rest;
The rock of my strength, my refuge is in God.”

Psalm 62:6-7

It’s what’s for breakfast…



Morning rituals vary from house to house. Amidst reading the great devotionals that arrive daily via my email, (I’ll list them below, in case you’re interested.) feeding the jays their daily ration of peanuts, and the less urgent things like making the bed, getting dressed, and going for a long walk, my morning ritual always includes a cup of coffee and a banana.
But my banana-eating ritual got ‘kicked up a notch’ when scrolling through my Pinterest page one afternoon I found suggested, (in all its ‘well-meaning’-snoopy-computer-profiling) this recipe, and I had to give it a try. So, I did! And…I LOVED IT! It’s simple, it’s quick, it’s delicious, it’s Paleo, and most importantly, it compliments my coffee! Today I added blueberries and some extra cinnamon.

Good news! You can make it, too!
You can find the recipe here! https://pin.it/5qhBZKR

Also as promised, here is a list of daily devotionals
that can arrive in your email each day, too! They’re not meant to take the place of reading God’s Word, but their teachings help guide me as I keep the faith on the journey of a lifetime.
“Daily Bread”,
Greg Laurie,
Max Lucado, and
“My Utmost For His Highest” Oswald Chambers

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So, I made a pavlova…

So, I made a pavlova,
A decadent sweet,
Just saying, ‘pavlova’
Is for this gal, a treat! 

Meringue of white sugar
With egg whites whipped stiff,
What my whisk couldn’t handle,
My stand mixer did; 

The recipe called for
A curd made of lemon,
Chef John, just a taste of it
Sent me to Heaven!

Then I took blueberries 
Reduced into sauce,
Took a spoon and made sure 
It was drizzled on top.

And though I’m not prone
To oblige my sweet tooth,
I did, and will do it again,
Yes, it’s truth.

It made Easter special
As it always is,
With worship and music,
With bunnies and chicks;

But, may I keep first 
In my heart EVERY day,
Is my Saviour, He LIVES!
Jesus conquered the grave!


Easter 2021

“The resurrection was indeed a miraculous display of God’s power, but we should not see it
as a suspension of the natural order of the world.

Rather it was the beginning of the restoration of the natural order of the world,
the world as God intended it to be…

The resurrection means not merely that Christians have a hope for the future but that they have a hope that comes from the future.

The Bible’s startling message is that when Jesus rose, he brought the future kingdom of God into the present.”

Timothy Keller “Hope In Times of Fear”

March 2021 Gallery

After a winter of what seemed like endless gray mornings, mid-March began like this. I have to admit, I was struggling to feel any passion for anything, photography, quilting, writing, but I kept busy, and I kept praying, and God, in His faithfulness, kept answering, supplying all the strength I needed to love the life He so generously gave me, day by day.

It almost seemed like an explosion of bird life that returned to the lake…

And flowers began to bloom…

Do you see it?

We are subscribed to several photographer’s YouTube channels, one of which offers a photography challenge each month. Here are some of the photos from which I chose one to submit…

A nesting pair of Mergansers
Dinghys, in the latter days of their long winter’s rest…

The natural things of life were sad but of great curiosity to me…

My sewing room was (and still is) a hub of activity. It felt good to continue to edit and finish up some unfinished projects.

I also did some sewing for our grandson…

And to end on a high note, we visited family this past week to help celebrate the grand opening of an entrepreneurial endeavor involving fire-wood. The plans are that this will be a fun activity papa and son will be able to work on together. The new golden-doodle puppy “Lou” and this little guy holding the butterfly balloon were pretty excited. I think the bow tie says it all.

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It Ain’t Just About Peanuts

Peanuts have become a staple in our house. Not for us to eat, but to feed the blue jays that visit us each morning. My goal is to be able to hand feed them, but all efforts have been, to this date, unsuccessful.

That said, it’s a thrill for me to be recognized as I walk up our driveway some days, returning from the hour or so I spend on the road each morning, taking photos, enjoying the views and fresh air, and maintaining my hip mobility for future good health.

Such was the case yesterday morning, when finishing up my leisurely walk. Still three houses from our driveway I heard the sound of a jay. I knew I had been recognized because from tree to tree it flew following me up the last part of the lake road to my driveway and then to my house. Of course, I had to stop and take photos.

When I returned home, rewards were waiting…in the form of peanuts for the jays, and smiles for me.

It ain’t just about peanuts, you know.

“Angels’ Trails”

“Dear folks who lift your eyes to gaze

On morning skies above,

Don’t look at me with disbelief

Derision and disgust,

When I make known who left behind 

What looks like wind swept sails;

Please call them what you think you must,

I’ll call them angels’ trails.


For busy are the angel’s lives,

As darkness roams the earth;

Intervening on their watch,

With God’s Almighty Word;

These signs revealed in times as such,

Assures me God prevails,

When night has passed and I can see

A sky of angels’ trails.”


DDC 2021