It was so wonderful to finally be able to take a trip to the studio.
My ferry was running and the wait was short. It was so nice to take the ferry instead of having to drive the long way around.
It was a good day to travel, not too hot and the smoke was only really thick in patches.
When I got to the studio my longarm had been moved since my friends had their furnace serviced. That meant my first day was spent re-levelling the frame and then readjusting the tension settings. It made us rethink the location and set up for the frame. We kept coming up with new plans and on my last day there, drew up the new plans. We will only have to move 3 cupboards so the plan is to do that my next trip. I didn’t have time or energy to do construction work this time 😉
The first quilt to be put on the frame was my Hugs n Kisses quilt. Since I wasn’t sure my settings were right, I just played with some wavy lines to get used to the feel of the machine again.
Next up was my scrappy, wonky log cabin quilt. I had the perfect camo backing for the quilt, and didn’t remember until I was done that I had purchased the backing for a tshirt quilt I need to make this winter. Ooops! 😢
I had fun quilting blocks with a different FMQ motif alternating with stitch in the ditch around each log.
I finished my last quilt this trip with this lovely quilt. I had to do some ruler work on this one. I had put doubly batting when sandwiching it since I had intended to gift it to a friend. That plan changed since it won’t work with his wheelchair. Instead it will go to the Quilts for Lytton Drive. This one is completely finished. My friend did the binding on this one while I was working on Hugs n Kisses and we had a Chick Flick on the TV. 😉
Before I left town I met with a coordinator for the Quilts For Lytton Drive to deliver some quilts. I also added the pink Gingham Quilt to the pile since it was finished.
My last project was to get my Phoenix Rising on the frame. I managed to get backing loaded, batting on and my top will be floated. Unfortunately it was getting too late so I didn’t even have a chance to start on it. Now I’m debating whether this will be my next project or if I should do my scrappy batik log cabin quilt first.
Winter is coming and September is looking to be a busy month with our Federal Elections taking place. I’ve been asked to take a position as Central Poll Supervisor on Election Day, and to work for the Advance Polls as well. It’s one of those times that 30+ years of doing my civic duty and working the polls reminds me of how much I do love this Country.
It isn’t as many as I would have liked to deliver this time, but I should be able to get back to the studio to finish some more in a couple of weeks, and I have messages and emails from others with quilts to take when I go. My heart is full with the support being shown the people who lost their homes and almost everything they owned. I just love being part of such a caring, giving community. Quilters are the best people in the world.
When I was leaving there I met a woman who had been evacuated. She lost her home of 38 years and hadn’t been able to get anything out of her home. She had had a quilt that her mother had made for her wedding gift. It was gone along with everything else. She really touched my heart because in spite of everything, she was smiling. She said she had found a quilt that had the same colour palette as the one her Mom had made and it made her feel a quilty hug from her Mom. She said she just knew that eventually things will be all right again and she will have a home instead of staying in a hotel and having issues getting her meal vouchers honoured. She didn’t manage to get her purse so has no ID with her. Most restaurants are requiring ID to honour the vouchers. It’s just a crazy situation! One of the Staffers from the evacuation Center went with her to one of the restaurants and told the owner to honour the vouchers for the woman since she has to wait for new Identification to be issued. I can’t imagine what it is like for these people, but was so very touched with how brave she is and how she can be so positive in spite of everything she is dealing with. I do admit that when I got back in my car I had to just sit until my tears stopped falling.
The it was time to get on the road to home. I was just heading up to the Monashee Summit and it started to rain. At the summit I stopped to just get out of the car and stand in the rain. It was a torrential downpour and felt so good. It rained all the way to the ferry so my ferry picture is a bit fuzzy.
Then it rained all the way home, but stopped long enough for me to unload the car. I can’t remember a time in my life when I have been so grateful to see and feel rain.
I’m so happy you took some time to read my post. I love sharing my stories of adventures and misadventures with you. 😉 Carol