Saturday, February 13, 2010

Curse of the Quilter

Curses!!
The first curse of the quilter is that no one else can tell the difference between the trash bin and the scrap bin (?). Actually they do bear some resemblance, which is why I have just been digging through the garbage receptacles outside to retrieve a bag of fabric scraps dumped from my "current scrap bin;" as opposed to "recent" bin or one of the "past project" bins; among several other bins in the studio.

The second curse of the quilter is that I sit much too long and need the physical movement of 'flexercise' so I head to the gym early on Friday mornings while the house cleaners work. While my habit is to put the 'trash bin' on the floor and the 'scrap bins' on the tabletop - somehow yesterday a bin escaped and ended up in the actual garbage. Today, after a snowy night, morning driveway shoveling (DH, not moi!), lunch and then a peek at the studio I was aghast to discover my current scrappy bin, for which I have several schemes in progress, was EMPTY! Curses!
Fortunately the story has a happy ending, fabrics retrieved and awareness about LABELING THE BINS to prevent this happening again understood.

Have you seen this book? This is the book every quilter should have and the book every quilter dreams of owning.
AMERICA'S GLORIOUS QUILTS by Dennis Duke and Deborah Harding (Park Lane, NY, 1987).

Not mine and it will not ever be mine. A large, coffee-table, picture book of the best quilts you can imagine; the book retailed for $75 (way above my pay-grade).

This copy, now resting on my dining table, is a birthday gift for Mother's upcoming 90th birthday. Once you reach 90 you deserve some really special things. The revelation about this copy is that my sister (Jan), found it in a pile of used books in a thrift shop for $2. Yikes, two-U.S.-dollars! Only Jan can find these things.

Anything you need just tell my sister and sooner or later she will find it in a thrift shop, a tag sale, a warehouse close out or a discounted-going-out-of business sale. Her purchasing skills are becoming legendary and not just for books.

I would keep it if I could but in the midst of the 'downsizing' process to sell the house, DH would divorce me if another book came into my possession. I like the cover photographed against my scrappy table runners, they do seem to fit.

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