Looking at all these modern quilting books has resulted in an overwhelming desire to start making another quilt.
I have not completely decided what this new quilt should look like, other than to say it will be unconventional.
My dilemma is, I am torn between triangles and long runs of irregularly pieced strips. I decided (for the moment) to piece teeny tiny quilts to get the quilting monkey off my back AND to allow me to play around with triangles and squares.
This project served the dual purpose of satisfying my need to piece, while at the same time fixing these jeans. Because I did not follow the "a stitch in time saves nine" rule, the holes have become quite unmanageable. Which means they cannot be fixed merely with a needle and thread. They require patches. Patchwork patches.
The hardest part of this was using the sewing machine to sew the reinforcing patch on the inside of the legs of the jeans. With just a minor amount of sweating, cursing, and one clenched jaw admonishment to Chris NOT to come up the stairs to see if I needed help, I did it.
The hand stitching on the front was a pleasure. Not nearly as hard as I thought it would be. I started out with a hoop but found it to be more of a hindrance than a help and abandoned it after about 10 stitches.
I am positively giddy about these patches. I can't wait to wear them out in public. It's going to take every bit of self restraint I have not to walk up to strangers and ask them what they think of my patches. Happily, Lawrence was just named #9 on a list of the coolest towns to live in the U.S. People expect odd behavior here.