Well, my hand is sore and tight, but my bed will now be adorned with the quilt that I made. What a proud moment when I stitched the last stitches in the binding after months and months of investing and working on it. 
It's big. I could lay on one side of it, fold the bottom up over me coming to my neck, then roll me up like a burrito. You've heard of baby burritos right? You know when you swaddle them as newborns. Well, I've just made the world's largest blanket to make adult burritos.
The finishing results of the entire thing you ask. Oh, you want a picture. Well, hold on. Being the size of the quilt, I need a full audience participation standing on something tall and holding it up, and then someone to take the picture. I suggested to my dad that we lay it on the grass in the front yard and stand on the roof to take a pictures. We didn't do that though.
And if you want to see it in it's full force natural state, you'll have to come and visit it at my house. And while you're there, you can visit me too!
1 comment:
I'm proud of your creativeness. I remember evenings of tears and then the ripping out of a seam. The "Basketweave" quilt is beautiful, and it looks great on your bed.
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