Once upon a time I made a quilt.
Here’s a close up of the moon face. He looks kind of mean. Like he’s planning something malicious. I think it’s the angle of his eye. And his nose. Meanie face.
Other than Mr. Meanie Face Moon needing an attitude adjustment, I’m pretty proud of this quilt. I made it senior year of high school and it’s the first one I did entirely on my own. I did the cutting, sewing, quilting, and binding. I had made quilts of various sizes previous to this but they were done with the help of my grandmother.
My parents gave me a sewing machine when I graduated high school. A really nice sewing machine. I haven’t used it much since I got it. Mostly I was busy with other things and what free time I had wasn’t spent sewing.
I’ve decided it’s high time I get back in to sewing and quilting. I recently took a skirt sewing class with my sistas. It was necessary to become reacquainted with my trusty sewing machine, which was the purpose of the class. It doesn’t matter what I told myself; without the class, I probably wouldn’t have busted out my sewer for months and months.
Even with my skirt class, it’s likely my sewer would have fallen back asleep under a cozy blanket of dust. Luckily, I have an awesome Ma. Ma came home from the grocery store a little bit ago, proudly bearing a quilting magazine that she had picked up just for me. She brings home food magazines a few times a year, but a quilting magazine is completely unprecedented.
It was a sign. Sewing and I were fated to be good friends again. In the spirit of following fate, I dug through the clutter in the sewing room and came up with this:
I did this block fall of my first year of college. It’s a paper-pieced quilt block, which isn’t my favorite method but I loved the rose it created. I have a whole pile of fabric in an assortment of colors ready to be turned into roses.
It’s about time they fulfilled their destiny, don’t you think?
PS I found the pattern for my paper-pieced rose quilt in a book at OPL. That place is a mine of crafty information.