Inspiring Today's Quilters with Dimensional Curves
Summer is a time of exploration. I always look forward to some extra design and quilting time to create new patterns and finish some of my many waiting projects.
Sometimes I get overrun by other events such as things growing in my garden.
A
few years ago I received a concord grapevine from my dear friend,
Louise. I planted it along my fence and waited patiently for something
more than leaves to grow. Nothing happened the first year and I heard
that concord vines don't grow well in North Carolina, the land of the
scupper-not grapes. I added another concord grape vine to move things
along.
Finally, this spring - much to my surprise - I saw tiny little flowers emerging from below the dense leaves. The flowers turned into small grapes and finally turned a luscious purple color. Since I only have two grapevines and the grapes took their time ripening, I collected as many purple grapes as possible in a colander each day and stored them in my fridge for up to a week until I had enough to make grape juice. I repeated this twice and felt like a lucky lady to get two "cookings" from my rich, beautiful grape juice.
It was so much fun making the grape jelly. I learned how to make it
from Louise, of course. She definitely started something and has forever
spoiled me for all store bought grape jellies, especially now that I
know how easy it is to make my own. I do love making my own jelly, the
picking, the smell and lining up all those jars filled with delicious
jelly. I feel happy and strangely accomplished when I spread this jelly
on my bread and my neighbors are happy too, since sharing the jelly is
half the fun.
I have to say I do love my garden. In busy times it can get a bit neglected and wild and on rare occasions I just go there to relax, but it always provides me with inspiration and lots of quilting ideas.
The frogs below "happened" when a whole clan of frogs moved into our pond. They were constantly on my mind because of all the noise they made. No wonder they are called a chorus. I had no choice but to make the Feeling Froggy quilt, just to give my mind a rest.
Grape Jelly from my Garden!
Summer is a time of exploration. I always look forward to some extra design and quilting time to create new patterns and finish some of my many waiting projects.
Sometimes I get overrun by other events such as things growing in my garden.
A
few years ago I received a concord grapevine from my dear friend,
Louise. I planted it along my fence and waited patiently for something
more than leaves to grow. Nothing happened the first year and I heard
that concord vines don't grow well in North Carolina, the land of the
scupper-not grapes. I added another concord grape vine to move things
along.Finally, this spring - much to my surprise - I saw tiny little flowers emerging from below the dense leaves. The flowers turned into small grapes and finally turned a luscious purple color. Since I only have two grapevines and the grapes took their time ripening, I collected as many purple grapes as possible in a colander each day and stored them in my fridge for up to a week until I had enough to make grape juice. I repeated this twice and felt like a lucky lady to get two "cookings" from my rich, beautiful grape juice.
It was so much fun making the grape jelly. I learned how to make it
from Louise, of course. She definitely started something and has forever
spoiled me for all store bought grape jellies, especially now that I
know how easy it is to make my own. I do love making my own jelly, the
picking, the smell and lining up all those jars filled with delicious
jelly. I feel happy and strangely accomplished when I spread this jelly
on my bread and my neighbors are happy too, since sharing the jelly is
half the fun.I have to say I do love my garden. In busy times it can get a bit neglected and wild and on rare occasions I just go there to relax, but it always provides me with inspiration and lots of quilting ideas.
The frogs below "happened" when a whole clan of frogs moved into our pond. They were constantly on my mind because of all the noise they made. No wonder they are called a chorus. I had no choice but to make the Feeling Froggy quilt, just to give my mind a rest.
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