Besides novels, other WIPs are wrapping up; I completed this baby quilt for Master Tiberius, and will deliver it perhaps today. I’m very pleased for how well the quilting turned out, a mix of machine and hand sewing that took a little time to sort.
Occasionally I can eyeball measurements with the best of them; I used an old fashioned ruler to space the machine sewn rows along the top two thirds, then hand-quilted between those diagonal lines.
The galaxy was quilted mostly by hand, although I did run two wavy lines along it with my machine. If Tibby’s folks aren’t into a space theme, they can use this later on when Master Tiberius gets to crawling. It’s wider than my usual baby quilts, as I didn’t want to sacrifice that galaxy print, it’s just too adorable.
Without having to write, I took the time yesterday to sew up some of the remaining Southwestern placemats for my eldest, even managed to get three basted for machine quilting, perhaps a task for later today. I would love to clear out some of these projects, mostly because others are calling my name. In that regard, quilting and writing are no different, more plans for both than I have sense.
Yet I don’t lament those dreams, even if some (or many, let’s not kid myself) come to naught. Maybe I spent four and a half years on one story, but heaps of quilts came to life during that time, not to mention all the grandchildren adventures, or coming to terms with my father’s death. I still frame my life’s accomplishments along the decades; having kids in my twenties, raising them in my thirties, learning to write in my forties. My fifties could be coined enjoying grandmotherly spoils, but so much weaves in between those ten-year spans, more of a mosaic than set boundaries can contain.
However it goes, a few things are certain, or relatively so; novelistic notions wind alongside yards of fabric, creating a vibrant template that satisfies my crafting nature. As for the nietos? Who knew I would be so blessed while still young enough to crawl around on the floor with them, ha ha! I hope to share my creative energies as the years pass, then watch as they incorporate those passions into their lives. Little Miss loves her hexies, and who knows? There could be an author among them too. Time will tell, and here it is, the beginning of May! I want to make the most of each moment, appreciating all aspects of whatever this decade has in store.