Rainbow Road Table Runner



I finally got around to finishing the Rainbow Road table runner that I pieced back in April.


This project was a great way to get out of my comfort zone with improv curves and with a very busy fabric selection.  I’m happy with the project both because it was a chance to learn new skills and also because I like the final product.


I quilted it with {somewhat} straight lines and am pleased with the overall effect.  It’s such a happy, cheery thing to look at!


For the backing I used a long piece of Anna Griffin fabric I had from another project and the binding is a blue floral stripe which I wasn’t sure about but ended up using.


It’s finished and sitting on my kitchen table where it looks great!




Jennifer

Joy, week 27



I’m already sleepy so this post will be short.

We’re a week into July and I’m feeling panicky about all the things I haven’t done yet, wondering how in the world to accomplish anything this summer.

My grandma passed away on Thursday.  It’s been a sad week.  I find myself  returning to her in my thoughts over and over again only to dismiss them again before I linger too long there.  I’m afraid to cry; I’m tired and stressed and stretched thin enough that I might not stop.

My husband is making progress and we’re moving toward a new “normal” rhythm in our routines.  Because he can’t drive there is a lot that has fallen to me and I find myself in the car much more than I’d like.  He had four doctor’s appointments, totaling over ten hours in doctor’s offices.  No big deal, but I just didn’t realize how long these therapy appointments take or how much they would throw off the daily routine around here.  We finally had a couple of nights when he’s slept well, offering me a couple of nights when I slept well too.  Thank goodness!

We went through 100 pounds of ice this week in his ice machine.  Lots of swelling going on in there.  He’s really being pretty awesome, complaining very little and trying to help where he can.

I find myself behind on nearly everything.  Several of the children had bad days this week, evidence that things have felt off balance to them as well.  I’m doing lots of holding for little bodies and lots of negotiating with the bigger ones.  The laundry needs attention.  The gardens need attention.  My closet and pantry need to be reckoned with.   No meal plan for next week has magically appeared on my refrigerator.  My reading schedule with the younger children has been thrown off and I need to reinstate it.

Tonight I find myself  gauging how much I should cross off my summer list because I’m obviously going to spend most of my time taking care of immediate needs.  Part of me is trying to convince myself that it’s ok, while another part of me is screaming in opposition, telling myself that if I would just work harder I could do both.   I’m afraid to start another school year before I get organized.

But life is good.  Today the children were nicer to each other.  Friday night I spent time with a dear friend who moved away and it was simply wonderful.  We chatted outside in the gathering darkness with some neighbors which went a long way toward making me feel better.  I’m doing some reading during all those doctor’s appointments.  My oldest daughter leaves for girl’s camp in the morning and I don’t know how I’m going to let her go.  She’s been so amazing in the past couple of weeks.  We have company coming to town and my guest room is a disaster.  I’ve got work to do, but it’s a good kind of work.  It’s evidence that my life is full of people, which is a blessing.

I’d better sleep while I can and get to work on that evidence first thing in the morning!

Have a great week!

Jennifer

All over the place

Tuesday afternoon I was in Alpine, Utah when the fire started.  I watched it go from an obscure little plume of smoke to raging flames racing up the mountainside.  It’s been interesting to watch the smoke and the glowing orange of the fire from our home since then, and equally interesting to observe which of my children have been constantly on the watch.

I went on a walk this morning, accompanied by my son on his bike.  It was nice to have him with me, nice to enjoy the overcast skies and cool breeze.  We came home and opened all the windows before it began to rain.  Off and on all day long we’ve had the pitter-patter of a perfect rain.  The carpet is a bit damp, the smell of a fresh-washed earth is everywhere, my plants look happier than they’ve been in weeks.  The children have played in it all day long, imaginations taking them to far off places and grand adventures.  The smoke from the fire is nearly gone, evacuations lifted, and my small children have discovered the wonder of being part of a community praying for something and watching God work.  Tonight I took a break from cooking dinner to watch my girls dance in the rain.  Life is wonderful, isn’t it?


I feel like the day sort of ran away from me.  I’ve had this feeling every day since my husband’s knee surgery, like I start off well and almost get there, but something fizzles along the way.  I find myself spending many moments checking on him, sitting with him to see how he’s feeling, offer encouragement as he tries to bend his leg, and generally try to be of service.  We’ve always loved sitting quietly together but in recent years it rarely happens.  I guess we’ve got it back, and even if the days are running away from me I feel blessed to have this pause.  It’s a pause that is underscored by little visits here and there from our children and more snuggling from our youngest than she has been inclined to do for months.  Yes, there is always good that comes of the challenges in our lives.  His post-op appointment was this morning, so we’re moving forward.  We’ll find a new normal here soon!

I renewed my driver’s license today.  Braving the DMV wasn’t as painful as I feared it might be.  I got to sit and read quietly while I waited.

My grandmother is dying.   Part of my heart has been with my Mom and her sisters as they sit with her.

I started a new project yesterday.  As if I needed another unfinished project in my life!  Still, it’s so pretty and I’m excited to finish it.


My boys have plunged headlong into the world of Louis L’Amour.  They’re both disappearing at random moments only to be found hours later in some quiet spot devouring a new book.  My eleven year old started his 5th one for the week tonight.  It makes me laugh and I’m so happy to see them unable to put a book down.

In the quilting world I’ve noticed this quilt along and this one as well .  I’d really like to jump in on both of them, but that’s a LOT of cutting and I’ve already got several quilts going.  Both of the quilts are from the talented Katy of I’m a Ginger Monkey.  She has templates for both quilts in her etsy shop , as well as for her spring carnival pattern.  I’m tempted by them all.

I really want to stitch this embroidery .  It speaks to my heart.  I’ve wanted to stitch this one ever since she designed it.   I’ve been in the mood for embroidery lately.

I tried this recipe for dinner earlier in the week.  We loved it.

I can’t believe it’s July.  So many things I planned to do in June went undone for more urgent issues.  I can’t believe how much of the summer is already gone.  We’ve made great memories, but wow!  I’ve got to get to work!  There’s so much going on in July and early August that I’m afraid I’ll be swallowed up by it and not at all ready when school starts.   These thoughts keep coming at random moments and I have to breathe slowly while I look around so I can ground myself in the moment and be grateful instead of stressed.

Yes, today was a nice slow day.  Who can be stressed when there are puddles to jump in?

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