My Soul Is Fed...

with needle and thread.

Thank you for your thoughts and prayers for my mom.

 

 

Every day she has radiation, she is fitted with a mask almost exactly like this and bolted to the table under the radiation machine.  The mask was made of moldable plastic and formed to her skull and shoulders.

 I have to tell you how stunned I was when I saw them pull her mask out of the cupboard and then watched them put her on the table and tighten the bolts. 

She is my hero!

 

 

 

 

Last week for therapy, I gathered up some of my favorite blue scraps.  I'm currently in the process of changing all of our 18 year old, seen two houses décor for the living room into coastal shades of blue, green and tan with splashes of beach finds here and there.

 

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So many of our happiest memories as a family are at the beach.  I wanted to capture some of those feelings and remembrances and bring them into our daily lives.

 

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I have always liked the look of this Stacked Blocked pattern and decided to make a new coffee table topper to help make the room feel more "beachey".

 

 

Pretty straight forward stitching.  Using some white scraps, I just started cutting the blues into different lengths, none larger than about 7" and attached white strips to each side.

 

 

On the machine for some FMQing and....

 

 

here it is!  Finished and already brightening the room!  Love!  Love!  Love!

I used an oceany blue fabric from Joann's for backing and some of Kaffe Fassett's stripes in luscious blues for the binding.

 

Here are some other projects I've crocheted and sewn to help redo the room:

 

 

Removing border and repainting comes next.  I'm waiting for warmer weather so I can have windows open while I paint since the smell seems to linger a long time in this house.

 

 

In the meantime, I'm still making Granny Square blocks and

 

 

putting together Churn Dash blocks for a second quilt for the bunk beds in Ben's room.

 

 

Sewing is such a peaceful, creative process for me.  I've learned I like the puttering and putzing of making a quilt more than the idea of setting out to make a quilt and finishing it asap.

Choosing fabrics, appreciating the colors and feel.  The tactile pleasure of measuring and cutting.  Contemplating where a block might go in the overall pattern.  Pressing.

It centers me.  Calms my fearful thoughts and worriful murmurings.

 

Hope you get a chance to sew some this week. 

 

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