Every once in a while I root through my stash of old projects. I used
to fret about having so many unfinished crafty things around, but have
come to accept that I'm just wired like this. I love starting and
playing and trying out all sorts of things. When the thrill is gone (or
new ideas push to the front), I put them away. I try to go through my
bins every month or two and see if any projects want to come back out
and play.
Today let's probe the depths of the box marked "Flower Garden". (do-do-do-do, do-do-do-do---Twilight Zone theme)
I can't remember when I started this, but I'm thrilled to find all of the pieces and parts corralled into one box.
This was one of my early attempts at hand piecing. I don't particularly like tracing around templates, BUT having metal templates really improves the accuracy vs. my homemade ones. As far as templates go, I like these by Ardco with the little grippy stuffy on the back.
Here are some of my blocks. I think I had decided to go with the outer round of whitish fabric and was thinking of setting them with pale green diamonds. I know that old timey solid green color has a name, but it escapes me.
A few more blocks. I had played with joining a group of small flowers
on the left. Ick. Doesn't work for me. I just see the white hexies
popping forward when I look at it.
Now that I've done more hand
piecing, I think I'll play with this some more. My piecing skills have
improved a bit so the joins should be a bit more enjoyable. (as
opposed to clenched teeth and shoulders pulled up around my ears!)
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So any guesses as to what I've been hauling in my van?
Yes, that's Bob the calf. Apparently some of you didn't get the
memo---Last Tuesday was "Take Your Calf for a Drive" Day! At least it
was around here. The calf needed to visit the vet and all I could think
to do was stick her in the back of the Mom Mobile! We've hauled
chickens, dogs, cats, and skads of kids in there...so why not a calf?!
We
did get a lot of funny looks. I'm glad no on ran into us while they
were pointing and gawking. She practiced her very loud moo the whole
way there!
Bob was much more subdued on the trip home after having the abscess in her navel drained.
God is good.
blessings,
pam
