I've been in a bit of a holding pattern lately, waiting (as patiently as possible) for my Kona snow to arrive so I can cut 64 squares out of the same dye lot to provide the background for my Loulouthi half square triangle quilt. My eyes wandered around the loft and settled upon that Strips and Bricks quilt hanging on my ladder in pieces, lovely, but in pieces. The same one I started... eek, last year, and have been meaning to eek, pull apart. So I sat. I looked. I decided two things. It is really small... I prefer a bigger quilt for couch use so I added eight rows to the width and four rows to the bottom. Pulling out those fabrics and cutting some new loves to add to the mix, I began to remember why I just love this quilt... in progress, ahem. Second decision... I'm not pulling it apart. So what if it's a bit off, that's just how some things are, especially hand made with love things. Hopefully I won't stare at it while cozying on the couch... Anyway, here is part of it for comparison...
much bigger (more than a foot bigger in each direction!) and more suitable for snuggling than...
And so this is where the day finds me... hiding from the heat (which I swore I would never complain about here) and loving things revisited... again.
