Took my mother to the Spring quilt show at Ingleston on Friday. Given that she has had a recurring virus over the winter, we decided not to battle with the morning rush. We got there late lunchtime and found a place in the canteen to leave the chauffuer, otherwise known as my husband. Bought him an overpriced cup of tea and left him in the company of some quilters with his book and newspaper.
Didn’t find the exhibited quilts terribly inspiring this time. It happens, we can’t all like every technique. I did find some seaside fabric which can be hard to come by. There is no firm project in mind but I get an urge every so often to do something So couple of fat quarters added to stash.
Thought I was being rather frugal, even when I found the bookshop. Then, right up on the top shelf was a book I just had to have. SO many projects that I wanted to do. That led to purchsing needles and some hand dyed embroidery threads.
First project has been chosen. I find paper piecing frustrating at times but the category I am entering in the local craft competition calls for patchwork and/or quilting. This project fits the bill. Scraps of fabric looked out. Diagrams drawn and numbered. Just got to get started now.