My local little quilting group has been working on a challenge over the winter. The idea was to make a 20 (ish) block sampler quilt. I have to be different, so while the others were working on 12" blocks, I chose to do 4" blocks and set them together in a modern setting. This weekend I finished the quilting:
I chose to do straight line quilting with my walking foot. The quilting process took about 8 hours - not bad, really, but what I really like is the back:
As some of you may know, I hit the trail very early in the morning with my walking companion, The Critter, for our daily walk. Part of our walk takes us along a hiking trail and over an abandoned railway bridge, by the Annapolis River. There was a pair of raccoons living in a den along the trail in the very early spring, but one day when I looked for the raccoons, I was surprised to see a little red fox looking back.
Every day, she'd be sitting at the entrance to her burrow, blinking at me, and every day I'd quietly say "Good Morning, little fox", as we went by. This went on for a couple of months, but last week as we were approaching, her head popped out of the underbrush along the trail, as if she was waiting for us, and she hopped out onto the trail, and walked a few feet in the other direction, then sat down with her back to us.
A few seconds later, another little face appeared in the brush. Then another. And two young foxes popped out to join their mother. Mama turned to keep an eye on them, and me, and - did I mention - the dog. She had brought her babies out to show me. The pups played around on the trail for about 5 minutes under mama's watchful eye, before she herded them back to the burrow. I told her (many times) how beautiful her babies were. The Critter sat silently at my side, absolutely entranced. The next day, they were gone (as I suspected they would be) to better hunting grounds for the summer and for her to teach the pups how to hunt to survive.
It was such an incredible gift to have a little wild animal trust me (and my dog) enough to want to show me her most precious possessions - her babies. It was a moment I never want to forget.
So why is my blog called "Three Quilts in the Wind"? Well, often in Nova Scotia you'll see quilts hanging on a clothesline, happily flapping in the wind, and it's such a pretty picture. Somehow the name stuck in my head. And here are MY three quilts in the wind. And one of the big reasons why I'm a quilter today.
On the right, is a utilitarian quilt made by my Grandma Kitchen, probably sometime in the 1940's. She was such a cool lady! She raised 4 sons, in a log house in Poplar Point, Manitoba, raised chickens and geese, taught school, knitted socks, and quilted.
She used 2 different greens in the center blocks, and one faded, while the other did not. The brown pieces in the border are repairs - 4 sons are hard on quilts!
The middle quilt was made by my mother in 1970. (Don't ask me how I know that.) She used Dan River Gingham form Eaton's catalogue for the yellow, and it hasn't stood the test of time well.
The quilt on the left was made by my Grandma O'Brien, probably in the 1930's. She raised 9 children on a homestead in Valpoy, Manitoba. (Kinda makes the 4 sons pale by comparison.) The blocks are all applique, and the border is the turkey red and green so popular in the day. It has a cotton "wading" as a batting.
And that's why I'm "Three Quilts in the Wind". And why I'm a quilter - it's genetic - and a knitter - it's genetic too - thanks Grandma!
Welcome to my artisan and maker blog! I'm Maggie, a quilter, knitter, hand dyer, and weaver. I'm always making something.
I live in the Annapolis Valley area of Nova Scotia in a little town where life is simple and people are friendly. You may have discovered my quilts under the name Patchmaker, and my hand dyed yarns listed as CheddarHouseYarns. Along with quilts and projects, I'll also be posting pictures of Nova Scotia, especially during the summer, as I explore the shores and fishing villages. And lighthouses - I love lighthouses! The picture above is the entrance to Digby Gut, taken from the Victoria Beach side.
I also love New York Beauty Quilts! . . . .
. . . . and bargellos, and traditional blocks, and civil war fabrics, and fat quarter bundles, and quilt shops, and yarn shops, and, and, and . . . .
For all of my followers on www.patchmaker.ca - yes - here's the new blog!