Thirteen years ago I offered my daughter a cat for her 15th birthday. We went to the local animal shelter to check out what they had for adult cats. I had never seen so many cats in one place. Quickly we narrowed our choice down to Pepper, a petite young adult. Betsy named her Ferris.
This little cat talked constantly. She talked in a high pitched squeak. Soon she was Squeaky to me. She followed me around the house doing laundry, dishes, chores (no chore was too boring for Squeaky) and she became my little pal.
Squeaky loved quilting. When she was young, she would sit next to me and watch every quilting stitch. She would sit next to the sewing machine as I sewed bindings. Unlike many cats, she didn't try to grab the thread or fabric. She just watched. She loved a freshly ironed quilt top.
As she grew older, she slept during much of our quilting time. The top picture was taken two weeks ago.
She died last Wednesday, April 24. On Thursday she was buried in my side perennial garden near a lilac shrub.
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Thursday, April 18, 2013
Purple and Gold Wall hanging
This customer wall hanging before being shipped to the owner for binding. The gold fabric and batik were very tightly woven and it was challenging to echo quilt.
The batting was wool. I've worked on two or three projects with wool batting this year. It is soft and easy to needle. The only drawback has been the batting beards through the fabric.
The project may be shown at a NH quilt show this autumn.
Saturday, April 6, 2013
Echo QUilting
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