Halfway done and oops!

While I was sewing the other day, I had a sinking feeling that something was not quite right. I was halfway through piecing this quilt top when I realized that I sewed it wrong. Well not technically wrong, just not the way I had planned. The first photo (above) is the original plan. The second photo (below) is what I sewed together.

I remembered that I was going to group the "boats" by color and print, which I think looks really cool in mass. Somehow when I got to sewing, I only grouped by color. Still cool, but much more scattered and patchworky and less deliberate feeling. I was fond of the deliberate this time.

I'm going to keep going, but I might have to make two quilts now because the original idea is kind of a nag. Maybe nagging in a good way though.

-A

Starting Something New - Sunday Sail Quilt

I've been collecting fabrics for this project for over a year and recently completed the stack by adding in a little aqua. I stacked it up nicely to shared a photo of it on Instagram and then the fabric just sat there. We've been so busy lately it's been hard to find some sewing time. Luckily, I got to sneak away and sew with some good friends for a couple of hours last Friday night. This project was just the thing to bring and work on.

It's a new version of my Regatta quilt. This time I'm using my Recs tool to cut all of the pieces. The cutting took awhile, but the piecing is going pretty quickly. For the layout, I'm working on clustering the prints together and intentionally placing blocks based on the color and scale of the fabric. This version is less of a race and more of a Sunday stroll that takes place in a boat out at sea. I imagine calm seas, a gentle breeze and the boats gliding about in a peaceful community.

Shortly after I took this photo, our new kitten Max climbed up the design wall and every-single-block fell off. Dang it! It's ok because the blocks needed to be trimmed anyway, but Kitty, stay off the design wall!!!

It's been stormy here and we were all getting a little stir-crazy. When the storm broke and the kids asked to go to the beach, this Mama answered with an emphatic yes. This is the mouth of our harbor and the lighthouse guides the sailors and fisherman home for the night.