At Home In Alaska

When we lived in the big house, several of our youngest son's friends lived with us. Most were pretty short term but one stayed with us more than seven years, becoming like a son. When I made a series of family quilts, I made this one for him He lives in Alaska now, guiding heli-ski tours in the winter and working construction in the summer. He sent this photo of his quilt--clearly he needs better instructions on how to hang it but you get the idea. That's the family crest in the center and other blocks that he picked around it.

Another Step

Today I completed the next round of quilting, the squaring of the circle part. Partly because of the mechanics of  handquilting, and partly because our weather and climate here are dry, my fingertips, index and thumb, are getting beat up. I do not like the looks of machine quilting, especially the more dense modern version that has motifs everywhere making the quilt look as if it has acquired a communicable disease. But right now, today, it feels as if I need thimbles on three digits not just one.