So Lovely

I must confess–I’m quite new to the idea of machine quilting. I mean, honestly, in my day quilting something meant tying yarn knots all over the darn thing till it held together. But nowadays–that’s just not good enough for these beautiful quilts. My daughter, April has made the leap and started machine quilting with her very own machine!

And get this–every…single…stitch is hand guided–no computerized patterns going on here! Each one she finishes is simply breathtaking. So much time. So much work. So much gorgeousness. Is that a word?

I’m so pleased to show you some of her incredible work and I hope you’ll pop on over to her site to see more of it. You’ll likely faint from the beauty of it all.

Oh, and if you have a masterpiece–from table runner to California King–that you’d like professionally machine quilted…trust me…

she’s your girl–at Prairie Grass Patterns.

Just remember, I knew her first.

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Proud Mama Moment

My daughter, April is being featured over at the Moda Bake Shope this week. Ooooh…she’s such a clever girl.

If you would love to see some beautiful quilting, scoot on over and have a look. Then check out what’s new at her site Prairie Grass Patterns.

You’ll walk away with some lovely patterns…

from her “Positively Perfect” line….

positively free.

Then you’ll be pretty darn clever too!

My-my that smarty-pants must have been raised right.

Heh, heh  :}

Ahhh…Logan

Sometimes we have “official business” to take care of in Logan–the sweet little town 2 hours north of our place.

And sometimes the only official business is finding the most beautiful raspberries in the State–and buying them two flats at a time.

This time was a mix–April had some fun “official” places to go and I’m always up for the drive…and the raspberries.

We always visit the “cookie store” when we’re in town because it borderlines criminal behavior…not to. We got off easy this time though because it wasn’t a cookie day. Today was Parmesan Goldfish day so we each grabbed a bag–for the kids and got out of there with our lives. Sometime I’m going to figure out when Milano day is…THEN there’ll be trouble.

We took turns saying, “Can we just live here?” about twenty times in the first couple of hours. It would be perfect–just enough town, just enough country.

~sigh~

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We made a new discovery this time around…a truly wicked discovery. Let’s just say that the next stop was for dry ice–lots of dry ice.  :}

Gossner’s Cheese store grabbed us next–and I think we behaved very, very well for a couple of cookie, Creamie, cheese freaks.

Someone should be clapping for us.

Speaking of well behaved–the little dudes were pretty darn good sports as we drove merrily along in one of our favorite, beautiful places.

Yeah…pretty sure I love this town.

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What a Feeling…

Positively nuts–that’s what I kept saying over and over again—all weekend long…

at the response to daughter April’s “Quilts For Japan” post. Wonderful people just kept coming.

We don’t have all the stats yet on how many quilts we have yet–quite a few people took some home to finish–but this I know…the stack you are looking at right now is about a foot and a half from the ceiling! Thank you soooo much everyone who came. You are all so amazing and generous. We had a fabulous time and are still getting quilts left on the porch by night~thank you, thank you little quilting elves. :}

We’ll get back to everyone with the numbers in a few days–with pictures too, but in the meantime we are still very busy putting together quilt packets with all the fabric and batting we have left. If anyone would like to take a pre-cut quilt packet to make at home, it would be so appreciated.

Just email AprilRosenthal@gmail.com for the details.

And again–thank you all so much for your kindness and support. Sisters helping sisters.

What a feeling.

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Snow Buddies

Doesn’t this ancient picture of “Snow Babe April” remind you of the picture of the little kid who was so bundled up that they couldn’t move? Cracks me up because I completely did that to my kids. In fact, whenever Prell was wearing this snow suit–with all the extra layers beneath it–we had to carry her up the stairs because with these tall boots and thick leggings she couldn’t actually bend her knees. But I’ll tell you–she was warm.

And check out her pint sized snow man. His eyes are made out of…Doritos.Yeah, in retrospect, I find that quite odd too.

But what the heck…

we were fresh out of coal.

Hope you’re all staying warm in all this white stuff my friends.

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