Home again

I'm glad to be back after a whole week away. Although I love spending time with the grandkids they do wear me out.  I really hate city traffic, and nightmare carparks, and traipsing all over a big hospital to attend three different appointments. But it also acts as a reality check, because I see people who are worse off than me, so it prompts me to be grateful.

The whole time I was away I kept thinking about that star block that I left half finished, so the first thing I did when I got home was get it all together. I just happened to have strips of this fabric  on my table, so I've decided to make a table topper. Maybe that will stop me using the table as a dumping ground.

Those points look pretty precise, and it all slotted together easily, so I'm calling this die a win.

I then cut out this 8" Weathervane block, and it was so easy to put together. I just used scraps that I could lay my hands on easily (metallics, ugh) and it was no trouble at all to cut and then piece. So this die is a win too.

I made a mistake with the Snail Trail die though. I hadn't really given any thought to how big it was, and I didn't order a mat for it, so I can't use it until I get the mat. That will teach me to order things in haste. I'll have a go at juggling a smaller mat to partially cover the shapes I want, but that will irritate me no end.

After my bout of piecing with teeny tiny diamonds and tiny triangles in the Weathervane block, I'm ready for some easy stuff. Today I think I'll tackle that huge pile of strips I cut, and then devote myself to some mindless quilting. These square within square blocks will be relaxing I think.

Finn is very invested in taking family photos lately, and commandeers my phone for selfies. My little tribe of rascals are growing so quickly. Next time I visit, Isla will be taller than me, and those boys are shooting up. Oh well, at least I'm not shrinking. Yet.