Something was not quite right.
I kept making mistakes, sewing fabric the wrong way around, back to front, upside down. I even cut the back of my hand with the rotary cutter and had to attend sports day at school with a Toy Story plaster (note to self: buy plain plasters asap)
"IT" was trying to tell me something and I wasn't listening.
I looked at all the block on the wall. I stared at the pictures, at the mountain of fabric on my desk... they weren't talking to me anymore. I still liked them, but I didn't 'feel them'. It was not what I wanted to do.
I then decided to go a different route and I rescued the only block that could take me there
(birds in the air - block 7)
That was it!
My quilt was meant to be softer and calmer.
Problem solved.
(basket weave - block 4)
No more mistakes.
Everything went smoothly and without hitches.
(buckwheat - block 13)
It wasn't easy to find pastel fabrics in my stash, but there were a few hiding amongst the mess,
(broken sugar bowl - block 12)
most probably not enough, but now I am really really liking what I'm doing and where I'm going with this quilt.
(broken dishes - block 11)
It's going to be a good journey.
Slow, I'm sure.
but I can already imagine cosy nights under it.
