Quilting

While I read out loud, Deborah works on her quilt. The whole center section is done; now she's working on the border. This is a quilt where Deborah and her mother each made a full set of blocks, and then traded half of them, producing two-of-a-kind quilts. A few blocks of interest:

Elephants in a jar. I refer to this as "wildlife preserves," but Deborah is thoroughly sick of that joke by now. So I'm going to stop using it. It's just so tempting, though...

Deborah and I made these together. Deborah made paper snowflakes, and ironed them flat; I took an airbrush loaded with bleach and sprayed the cloth, using the snowflake as a resist. Then I passed it back to Deborah, who was waiting with an iron — it was the fastest way we found to stop the bleach from spreading too far. She then quilted with the pattern of the snowflake, making it stand out even more.

Kitties. The eyes are made of buttons.

Pondering the Quilt

Deborah has been working on this quilt for ages. Well, four or five years, anyway — with some significant breaks to rear a few children. (Apparently, sitting to nurse a baby, and then sitting some more to do some quilting didn't have that much appeal.) We've been listening to audiobooks in the evenings together while she sews.

She's almost done.