I find with quilting that it is hard to maintain the interest in a job with so much work. I love the patchwork piecing and bringing the design of the top together but putting the quilting sandwich together well is a tricky and cumbersome activity. I also prefer to hand quilt, which seems a bit contrary when I’m now at the stage where I just want it finished. I think a quilt can be a bit like a long term houseguest: so welcome and exciting when they arrive but if they stay too long you equally welcome their departure. My last couple of quilts, unlike my last few house guests, have been like this.
So last year I planned to make quilts for my grand-twins (is that a word?) for their 10th birthday! I made a beautiful quilt for my granddaughter made of Japanese cottons and it turned out beautifully just in time for her 11th birthday! And she loves it which is the great reward.
But I didn’t quite get there for her twin brother :(. It was only at the tacked together stage on the day. I struggled on … and this is while I’m working from my cramped little sewing corner …. and got the quilting finished (by now opting for machine in the ditch quilting). And my first task performed in my new sewing room was to attach the binding … The first side anyway. So over the next couple of evenings I shall happily spend hand-sewing the binding into its final position, the final touch before delivery. Here’s hoping!