stencil quilting – Ramblings From Randi, The Wild Rose Quilter

More 9P & stripe…26.5 hours into it…y’all are going to get tired of seeing this one.

I’m not sure I am making all the right design choices…but, this is a learning project for me. A project to expand my skills and challenge myself, so I’m ok with that. For example, I’m not sure the large size setting triangle feather is working that well, but even so, I’ll probably just go forward with it. I’m having fun!

That scroll-y design is a Karen McTavish stencil. The setting blocks are stencils, as well, but I forgot to see who from. I’ll get that later, for anyone interested. I’m at work now, but remembered that I forgot to mention that.

First, I cannot let Memorial Day go by without stating my thanks and appreciation for all the brave men and women that have served, or do serve in the armed forces, to afford the rest of us the wonderful freedom that we enjoy. So many sacrifices they have made, many the ultimate sacrifice. And thank you to their families. Though saying thank you doesn’t seem enough.

With the crosshatching behind me, I got to start quilting feathers today. I love feathers. Love quilting them, love the way they look. I did not want to crosshatch the striped border, even though that would have matched the stripes in the interior. Instead, I chose this pretty stencil by Barbara Chainey. I’m liking it.

First, is the chalking.

Then the stitching begins.

Three hours later, one border done. (it didn’t feel like it took that long)

Much more fun that crosshatching. So, I guess I have about 9 hours left to finish the other three of these borders. This one is going to be on the machine for awhile yet. I have a plan for that little inner border that matches the setting triangles. I have a plan for the setting triangles. I have not yet decided on the very outside border…maybe swags. Maybe not. Maybe more feathers.

I took time out this morning to relocate this litte guy from the back patio, to the front flower bed, so he would be safe from Tuffy and Libby. I took the top off of Tuffy’s feeder to catch him with. The lizard was not happy about it…if he only knew, it really was for his own good. Tuffy would have caught him and eaten him, eventually. Libby would have just killed him. I like lizards.