Even unquilted they’re surprisingly heavy. I suspect when I get the backing and batting on they’re going to be very cozy for the cold weather months.
Library of Dreams
Library of Dreams is a twin quilt made with batik strips I’d picked up at the Dallas Quilt Show a couple of years ago matched with latticework made from white-on-white cotton fabric and a pretty cool-colored batik (which also serves as the border). This one is for my niece Jessica (and if any family members read this I’m happy to make a quilt for you—just tell me size and color preferences and don’t expect it before December).
Garden Path
Garden Path is a full quilt made with two types of green floral fabric, two types of cream floral fabric, and one type of mauve floral (because I’d bought enough of that type). This is the quilt that uses a pattern from an old quilt I bought when I first got to Dallas. The quilt fell apart within the year, but I was able to draft the pattern with the intention of recreating it in lavender, green, and cream.
So. Many. Curves.
In retrospect it’s not surprising that this one’s been languishing in my office closet since 2010 or so. But I’m proud of myself for mastering the techniques needed for sewing curves.


Sunflower Memories
Sunflower Memories is a queen quilt made with antique sunflower motifs appliqued to white-on-white cotton squares and set in lattices made from dark green and sunflower fabric. The border is made from a floral fabric featuring sunflowers, bees, and a golden honeycomb pattern on a black background with a gold stripe and pale orange corner squares.
Back in 2002 or so I’d found a quilt top made from thirty hand-sewn sunflowers attached to a white cotton surround. The white cotton was fraying badly but apart from some bleaching here and there the sunflower motifs were still in pretty good condition.

I bought them with the idea of appliqueing each motif onto a square of white cotton, then connecting them with sunflower fabric lattices. I even got as far as cutting out all the lattice pieces, then stuck the motifs in the closet because detaching them from their fraying white surrounds was such a hassle.
Ha. Ha ha ha.
I now have two office garbage cans full of stripped-off white cotton and my seam ripper got one hell of a workout last week. But I wound up with thirty circular motifs which I appliqued onto squares, then put together into a lattice. I’d gone out and purchased the fabric for the border, but after adding a 4″ border I looked at it and thought, “…that looks really narrow.”
A quick trip to Joann later, and I had a golden stripe around the existing border, then added the remaining black honeycomb fabric strips with light orange corner squares that echoed the orange in the motifs (frankly, I’m utterly shocked that I was able to find a color that matched so closely). And what had originally been a full quilt became a queen quilt.
Now I just have to schedule some time at my local quilt store on their long-arm machine, and these puppies will be finished!
As of now, I have put together all of the half-done or cut out quilts that have been languishing in my closet, and I have three quilt tops that need to be quilted. Tomorrow I’m changing the sheets so while I have the bed denuded I’ll spread out each of the tops on the mattress and take a picture so that you’d get a better idea of how they look.
Yes, I’m feeling better today, thank you, so much so that I made 
And I’m pretty sure this is due to some hellacious allergens out there at the moment since other people in the metroplex are complaining and I’m not showing symptoms of anything else. I do feel completely wiped out, however, and the Brit said I was somewhat hot and not in the sexy way.
As you know, Bob, 2023 is the Year of Finishing All the Projects. One of those projects was a quilt I wanted to make from thirty antique sunflower motifs I’d reclaimed from an old quilt I’d found in a j/u/n/k/ antique store. The circular motifs were originally sewn to curved sections of white cotton cloth that formed a square, but the white cotton had frayed so badly that the squares were falling apart.
Much to my surprise I got a text from the accountant this morning saying that the tax return was ready and I could go back out there to sign it and pay for the service. So I did, which completes my scheduled road trips out to the back of beyond.
I have just completed one of the two yearly scheduled road trips. Our accountant’s office is just a touch west of Arlington (the accountant was recommended to me by a friend when I used to work in Irving. They’re so good at what they do that we don’t want to switch to someone local), which means I have an hour and a half round trip to go out there, drop off our files, and come home.
To be honest, there were no grand romantic gestures here, but neither of us were in the mood for such gestures, nor do we need them. The Brit and I are ridiculously affectionate all year round so we don’t need an official day for those kind of activities. Also, flowers need to be put out of range of the J Crew which is problematic, and we already had chocolates. *shrug*
Mrgh. I got all of the numbers crunched for the taxes so as soon as we get Lyndon’s W2 I can fill out the accountant’s worksheet and run everything out to their office. Actually, I should have him log on and see if he can download a copy since we should have received it by now.
Last week I was talking with my sister and she asked me if we had ever considered downsizing since we have this big house for just the two of us, “And I don’t know how you manage to keep it clean.”