May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer. Psalm 19:14 NIV

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Blues For Baby

Our quilt guild recently came into possession of many, many, many yards of what we've come to call the "feet fabric".  Seriously.  We have bolts of the stuff.  So one of the members has been handing out 2 yard pieces and begging us to please make baby quilts for community quilts.  She wants this fabric out of her garage.  The fabric is not very exciting.  In fact, it "reads" mostly as a light or white.  I dutifully took a couple of yards home and searched my stash to see what I could come up with.  I went with a previous pattern that I had done with strips.  Instead of making 2 1/2" strips, I made them 3 1/2".  That works up to a 9 square baby quilt really fast.  So here is the result.  
Look at me.  I'm "quilt styling".

DH as quilt hanger.
I actually am thrilled with the way this turned out.  In fact, I'm going to file this idea away for future baby quilts.  You can hardly see the baby feet on the white fabric.  I also used it for the back.  I should probably ask for more "baby feet" least until I get tired of working with it.

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Visiting Memory Lane

My brother has started a page on FaceBook titled "If you grew up in Sunland/Tujunga, then you remember......".  All kinds of people and memories are showing up in the comments.  Some people definitely have family roots in S-T that go back a lot further than mine.  We moved to the area in the summer of 1962.  We only had one junior high school, Mt. Gleason and one high school, Verdugo Hills.  It was the first time I actually stayed at one school for more than two years.  In fact, I graduated from VHHS in 1967.  But thinking of memories made me think about these pictures I had scanned awhile back from those days.  
Those were the days of long formal dresses and long white gloves for formal dances.  That handsome guy became my husband.  Our first date was at a Sports Night Dance at VHHS in 1965 even though he went to Burbank High School.  42 years later, two sons, a daughter-in-law, and two darling grand-children, we are still together.  Many, many memories.

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Three Bags - But Not Full

I'm having so much fun making pleated zipper bags.  I've made three more.  One of them in the picture is a repeat from the last blog.  I did make three more, but I've already given one away as a small birthday present for a friend.