the quilting contest

It is finished. The quilt for the contest that is. It is 2:10pm on Thursday afternoon. The post office closes at 4:30pm, so I made it with 2 hours and 20 minutes to spare. I come to the computer to upload some pics, and find: two swatches of fabric that were supposed to be submitted with my quilt. Hmph. They will just have to go into an envelope and be mailed by their own selves. Who knows? They might even get there by Monday so my whole quilt package can be reunited.
It's not perfect, but it's the first sewing contest I've ever entered and I'm excited. I know I won't win. There's too many imperfections, but I'm proud of what I've accomplished. So here it is:

The finished project

This little chicken needs some help. For such a tiny object, it's an okay job of applique.

The Chicken Pen...does it look like they've scratched up sand?


Where the wall, the house, and the chimney do NOT properly align.


And the back of the quilt, with the entry label affixed and the pole pocket on top. It wouldn't qualify as "pretty quilting" in my mother-in-law's book, but the whole quilt was completed in a week, and I'm satisfied. Can you find the trees?

So it's done, and sadly housework is now beckoning. Screaming, actually. Playtime is currently over. :(

Comments

sara said…

Good for you! Hope you win!!!

August 19, 2010 at 3:38 PM

Lydia said…

Oh, I love it! You are so talented, not just as a quilter but as an ARTIST!!!!

August 21, 2010 at 5:40 PM

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