NINE PATCH QUILT VARIATIONS, AND WHY I LOVE THEM

I know I used to say, no more
nine patch quilts for me, but that
was before I discovered cutting them up and making new blocks.

I do not have a photo to show of the new one I have in progress since we are travelling a bit to see grandson race this week, so this one I show is from Moda Recipe which I found this spring.  So fun to make and the results after making the cuts show a totally different block.

The next one is cut on the diagonal which I made using lots of white in the blocks, so it looks so different doesn't it?

I have a third one on the go with totally different looking results which I shall post next week.

In Canada, this is our August long weekend.  I cannot remember why it is, but we have it and as Canadians, any long weekend in the summer is bliss!

We are in the city, moving to another city to see our grandson race in the Junior Worlds, in Canoe Sprint racing.  And honour he says to just have qualified to represent his country.  And wonder of wonders, he qualified direct to the finals without having to battle the tough semi finals that sure take the wind out of the energies of the young.

So, we now have two days to wait, so I am going to shop for fabrics as I contemplate another flip flop quilt, this one will have beach umbrellas on it too.  Each year I enjoy the flip flops as they are so fun to make and everyone ooohs and aaaaws over them.  Of course if one doesn't know how to quilt, it's awesome looking!

This summer is full of lists, with lots of work loads on it.  The addition to our 10 x 10 is coming along, I have three tops ready to quilt myself, and two, an Ohio Star, and the 1930 print is ready to go to the quilter as they are both too big for me to do.

I fell on my face, hurt my ribs, and pulled a calf muscle which was as painful as anything I had experienced in recent years, that took about three weeks to heal, the implant of the tooth is in, but I thank the luck stars that I had not had the implant in when I fell on my face.  

My lip is still numb from the crash...Lots of blood, but thankfully there were no broken bones. 

Getting old is certainly not for sissies as they say, and I am now pretty tough.   A girlfriend told me to tell the sweetie that she has all original body parts if he is interested.  

Enjoy the weekend, see you next week.  We are off to the races!

 

MEMORIES OF QUILTING.

 This is one of the first quilts I made.  It actually, I thought was lost till I saw it at my daughter's house the other day.

She had saved it from the packing of one of the boys who was moving and loved the colours.  Using it on her little patio has given it a new life.

We celebrated our Fourth Annual Pot Luck supper this passed Saturday with about 60 people in attendance.

My friend Helen contributed the "best dish" prize of this beautiful quilt.  Won by a guy who made killer ribs.  But, the competition was fierce as you can imagine with a beauty like this up for grabs.

Each year the best dish gets a quilt.  It is quite the feast as  you can imagine.  Me?  I would have chosen the chicken wings, or the desert which was blueberry cheese cake.

Lots of stuff is going on here at the cottage, we are adding a new addition to our bedroom.  Having a spacious 10 X 10 bedroom is not without restrictions, ie, no cupboards, little room for a dresser or storage, so an addition 144 sq. feet is going to be amazing.

As we live here now, warm seasons of course, we need space to put stuff, and a closet would be wonderful.

It has been a slow process, with the sweetie getting older and vowing to now only build boats in a bottle after this room is finished.   We have had some help from friends and neighbours, but it is the grunt work that has been so helpful, you know carry the lumber, move saws etc.

Much more will be done, but we are off to the Junior World Championships this weekend to watch grandson race as he represents Canada.  The honor of representing his country has been graciously accepted by our lad, and he has thanked many people who have helped him along the way, the first being his mom who made many sacrifices for her boy.

See you next week.