Monday, August 4, 2014

What's in Your Featherweight?

Who cares what's in your wallet?  I want to know just what's been accumulating in your Featherweight!

It's been a while since I stood on my "clean your machine" soapbox, so here goes:

I recently brought a machine home to clean for someone.  (In her defense, she had just recently purchased it, so this was definitely NOT her fault!)

Here is the bottom plate with lots of "schmutz".

Holy felting, Batman!  Perhaps a wee felted blanket?

Another view in case you were not already horrified enough.

The moral of this story?  Clean your machine!  Even if it's not a Featherweight, each machine needs a little TLC to survive in this linty world.  Oh, and have you changed your needle in the last eight hours of sewing?  Just checking while I'm here.

Blissful hugs,

P.S.  I am listening to The Lincoln Lawyer by Michael Connelly.

P.P.S.  Diane:  Dickens cannot have any indoor playmates of the kitty persuasion by order of his adoption papers.  He's to remain an "only" child.

Sunday, July 27, 2014

On the Wild Side

It's been an interesting time in and out of the house lately.  Here's an update:

Dickens and one of the younger woodchucks sharing a moment.  They are less than 8 feet apart, separated only by the screen door.  Dickens frequently sits on my desk and watches the woodchucks playing on the porch.

As I was packing for Vermont, Dickens decided that he should help--and maybe stow away!

And several times over the past few weeks a gray fox has been visiting.  He comes about 10 feet from the house and seems to be looking for the woodchuck family members.  They always sound the alarm and are well into their tunnels and under the porch.  The gray fox is very regal looking--what a surprise to look out the window and see him!

Finished hand sewing the binding on another small wallhanging today and have been writing instructions for a new machine piecing skill builder class.  

That's it for tonight!  Tomorrow?  Another adventure!

Blissful hugs,

Friday, July 25, 2014

Vermont 6

There were lots of great quilts at the Vermont Quilt Festival, but I think this may be the last post about them, at least for now.  

This piece was just breath-taking.  Ann Feitelson was the talented maker.

The play of lights and darks was eye-catching.

Notice the fussy-cutting of the striped fabrics.

And another shot of the whole quilt.  This was Gerald Roy's Judge's Choice, as well as winning a red ribbon in its category.

Congratulations, Ann!  Just stunning!

I've been finishing some bindings and doing a bit of prep for upcoming classes.  Yesterday I rode a different horse--a very tall (16.3 hands) Warmblood.  Can we say nose-bleed from the altitude.  I did okay--until I remembered I had to still get off!  It was uneventful, but a long way to the ground!  Sounds like I may be riding him (Derek) for a while.  Managed to do a posting trot twice around the indoor arena without breaking gait or stopping--that's really good for me!  For those of you who are shaking your heads wondering what I'm yammering on and on about, just smile, nod and think, "Good for her".  Your eyes can even glaze over a bit--I understand.

Okay, that's about it for tonight.  

Blissful hugs,

P.S.  I am listening to Ghost Ship by Clive Cussler.