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an exciting day

Last week I excitedly and nervously took a quilt top to a quilting store in Cary. Last month I took an hour long lesson so I could rent their quilting machine frame. I was so nervous I actually had dreams about messing up the quilt. I arrived ten minutes before the store opened (don't want to be late and loose time I've paid for!), and was greeted with this peaceful scene:





I've always loved water fountains, and as I was staring at this one, I realized what made it so awe-inspiring is the outward flow of water back into the fountain. The upward spout and drains of the side are cool, but it wouldn't look quite as impressive without the water pouring back in on itself. I find such trivial details interesting.

And inside? It took an hour to fix the backing (I had measured incorrectly, but thankfully had way more than we needed so it could be trimmed!), attach the batting, and smooth the quilt top onto the frame, but once quilting it took a tad over 3 hours to quilt the whole thing. THREE HOURS!!!  Last year the twin size quilt on my machine took 5-6 days, and my neck, back, arms and machine paid for it dearly. I still have to bind the quilt, and there's a ton of stitches and things I don't know, both about machine quilting and this machine itself, but I'm looking forward to learning. Hopefully next week I'll be able to post pics of the finished project, along with the new stitches I've learned on the quilt I'm doing today and next week. Fun times ahead! :)

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