Just about done with this bad boy, but not quite. There was nothing but rain most of this weekend here in Gotham, though I did sneak out for a run along the Hudson when the sun poked out midday Sunday. Fortunately, rainy days are conducive to quilting; here’s what happened.
I was in such a hurry I forgot the border, and cut the batting and backing without allowing for it. My plan, to the extent I had developed one, was to add a deep blue thick border, but now that’s out of the question. I don’t want to waste or stow the grey and flannel sheet fabric I already cut. So, my severe scavenging principles drew me to the pile of scraps on my workroom windowsill. I joined many small pieces together to make a narrow scrap border. Of course it just tickles me no end that these scraps are getting used.
Once I’ve got enough for all four sides, I carefully (smoothing out wrinkles, making sure the pressed seams are falling in the right direction) pin the two rows to the longer sides and sew these on, then add leftover squares to each end of the two shorter sides, and sew them on. Easy, right?
Once the borders are done and the whole quilt pressed out, it’s time to put all three layers together, known as making the “quilt sandwich.” First down is batting, then quilt-top, right side up, then backing fabric, right side down (theoretically). Now here’s where I go my own way a bit. I don’t generally “baste” at this stage, a quilting term that means attaching the layers impermanently with safety pins or loose stitches so they won’t shift during sewing. Why don’t I? We’ll, I guess I’ve made small enough quilts (largest so far was maybe 70 x 40″), and I just haven’t really wanted to. The wayward nontraditionalist in me does not wish to take the extra step. Now all four sides are sewn around (for me, three times is a charm), leaving a 10-12″ opening in the middle of one side to “bag” it. Here’s what the opening looks like
Then you reach inside and pull each corner out through the opening until you have what reminds me of a downed parachute or a pile of dirty laundry
Once that’s done, we go back to that quilter’s staple, the ironing board, and press it out yet again. Now here is where I must leave you for now with this concept: foreclosure quilt ties.