Friday, April 17, 2009
Because we move about every two years, I managed to keep my stash fairly small, until I inherited my mom's fabric. Up until then I had saved the bits and pieces from the clothes I made for the kids (Grandma's Flower Garden). Since then there seems to be a magic multiplier in my closet because the variety seems to increase with the opening of a door. Every time I go looking for a specific piece, I seem to discover so many others that I love. For the most part, I can tell you when and where a piece a fabric came from and whether it was a gift or a purchase. Like many quilters, I consider fabric to be eye candy and a gift of fabric is a delighful treat. It should be noteded that a day without playing in the fabric is not really a complete day, with the exception of days spent with the grandbabies, family, and friends.
For the past several years I have been able to create wonderful quilt studios in our home. I have been able to make the spaces stimulating as well as inspiring. Right now, I have just about finished reworking my stash. I have the pieces sorted by color, value, and yardage. I have taken lots of the "what will I do with this" pieces and cut 4 1/2" or 5" blocks or made lots of strips for log cabins and other strip pieces. I feel very organized and productive at this point.
Next month I have a weekend planned for my nieces to come and sew on kid/baby quilts for the next generation. We are going to see just how many of the needed 15 quilts we can make. I have the fabric and the machines. All they will need to do is create the random rows of blocks and sew 1/4" seams. We should have a great time, but who knows what we will actually accomplish. Might create a few more quilters!