The results of my busy, busy week is I now have 3 quilts to Bind! The "Bouquet of Friendship has the White binding sewn on and just needs me to take a Road trip or have a TV night to relax, sit and stitch it down. I sewed the Hanging sleeve into the binding so it is ready to hang for Pictures. I have to find the right Red or Blue to bind the Red, White and Blue 'Pointless Star' quilt. I used Fat quarters to make it and there wasn't much leftover. To see the full quilts click Here.
Below is the 3rd quilt I quilted on the Long Arm last week. It is my Row Robin from my Online WASIQ group. I think I'll use the green to bind it. Unless I can find enough of the floral that is in the final border.
I am ready for a week without climbing under the Longarm. My back aches from doing 3 in one week. After I came home and told my husband I'd finished the "Bouquet of Friendship" quilt finally, he asked, "So you're done quilting?" Funny Man...he has no clue how many UFO's I have still to finish in my lifetime. I never did get my Buggy Barn Stars cut last week, I needed to get the 60m Olfa Cutter first. I have it now and will try and have some of those blocks to show soon.
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When I see this picture, it reminds me of the days I spent under the quilting frames in Moses Lake. There was always a quilt on when Grandma Waite came to visit. I remember in my teens how she would stand in the doorway to my room and talk to me late into the night. She always had good advice for me and told me to not chase the boys. She said, "Run, til they catch you." When she met Paul, she said, "He's a 'peach' of a guy!" She lived to be 97 and was a widow for 29 years. She told me how she wondered if grandpa still wanted her and I told her we still needed her so grandpa let her stay here for us. Here she is quilting with my sister in law; Sheila in Grand Coulee. I wonder who got that cute clown quilt???
This is the picture taken in 1977 at Hilgard Park. We had a Waite family Reunion there when I was about to pop with my eldest child. Pictured is my Grandma waite with her "girls". My mom is the one in the red pantsuit. After this reunion we had "Ira Waite Reunions" in Glenwood, Swan Valley and of couse in Nampa. Grandma always gathered the great-grandchildren to share her Testimony. She was a living Testimony of love! I'm proud to be her namesake.
I never knew my Grandma Brown. She died the February before I was born. I have heard stories all my life about her and her "English" ways. How she filled each plate at the table and as they passed them around, you took what you got and didn't complain. She did fine embriodery and crocheted. My middle name came from her.
I love and miss all of my grandparents and try to live my life so they can look down from heaven and say, "That's my girl."
