
What feels like several years ago, but I know can't be more than 1.5, I selected fabric for a quilt for Mom and Sis and headed south. Believe it or not, this is the same pattern I used for my animal print quilt for myself, done in a mystery quilt workshop on the island.

Mom had never done a mystery quilt with rotary cutting, and I thought this would be a great project. She made the one for Sis while I made this one for her. We got the tops cut and assembled over the weekend.

Adding borders took me forever as I had at least four quilts at that stage. And of course I didn't buy enough fabric for the borders I ended up wanting, so I had to address that challenge. And then the back I sent down to the fearless Bearly Quilted had too high of a thread count and was giving her fits. Luckily she knows me well enough she was able to substitute with another she had on hand. Doesn't she do the most amazing quilting? I love her work and hope to some day be able to do such a good job with my own machine. I guess having a machine would be instrumental in that. And having a place to put the machine would be important to address before making such a purchase.

I started the binding when I was in limbo between Heaven and 701. I needed something for my hands to do while I was mindlessly sitting in front of the tv. So I started it by hand. It was difficult to stick to that when a few days later I had access to my machine again, but I did and I'm glad. It adds a nice touch. That's what I'm telling myself because we all know you can't see it and it makes no difference.