And the Pink Goes On
This is what I worked on yesterday. It's a small wall quilt for a pink SwapBot swap. It's supposed to be a vase of flowers in case you can't tell. The yo yos, which aren't yet attached, are the flowers. I'm pretty sure my Swedish swap partner doesn't read Blackberry Creek, so I don't think I'm giving away any secrets--I hope.
It's funny how you can see things in photos that you can't see in real life. I think now that I shouldn't have made the vase black, unless I was going to use more black in the quilt. It seems to sort of punch you in the eye, doesn't it? Maybe if I bind the finished quilt in the same black, that will help. What do you think?
Vann grilled steaks for us yesterday--his best effort in quite a while. The steaks were soooooooo good. I have to brag a little here: my husband is the best griller in the world.
Andy and Steve came by in the afternoon and brought plums they had bought at the Farmer's Market in Birmingham.
The neighborhood was full of booms last night. You could hear the sound of fireworks on into the night. Some of the neighbors gathered in Paul and Karen's yard to see the displays. I didn't stay long (and didn't see anything). I came in, put on my PJs, and read. (I'm reading a book of gory short stories by Joyce Carol Oates.) Vann and Sophie came in just before 10:00.
Today I hope to baste the pink quit and machine quilt it. The deadline is July 15 to get it (and my other pink stuff) in the mail.
BTW, my dad would have been 97 years old yesterday. He passed away in 1977.













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