When
I talk of jamming, I am not talking about music. I have, on occasion, gotten the hopping foot
caught under the edge of a quilt and since the needle is still in full
swing, it has sewn the fabric into the center of the hopping foot.
Big
giant bummer! And then whilst trying to
get the thing unstuck (rippit, rippit), I broke the seam ripper (holy smokes –
never done that before!). And, BTW, it took forever to find where that tiny pointy piece flew, so it wouldn't get sewn into the quilt!
But,
fortunately I have two of those (this style is my favorite, so I have one in my
travel bag) and it eventually comes unstuck.
So I finished up the Quilt of Valor that I was working on and got it
over to the meeting – too bad Flat Stanley didn’t get a photo with it.
Pieced by CT Quilters QOV Group, Quilted by Me |
After
that, I finished up another of Beth’s novelty squares quilts – this time with a
different panto of critters that I like.
This one had smaller turtles, snails and frogs:
Frog, bottom left - Turtle, top right |
Snail |
Isn’t
that heart in the middle a nice touch?
On
the nature front, I have been trying to take a photo of our Gallinule family
for quite some time. The saga began with
one Gallinule in our pond – unusual for us.
This is a stock photo:
This
guy was all by himself for at least a week until another came along. And
then the other was gone … or so I thought.
The second one was the female and she had retired to the grassy area in
the pond to build her nest. The tiny
babies were the cutest things – just little black puffballs. The red shields on their faces comes later.
But
the dad wouldn’t let anyone come within 300 feet of them without squawking and
when he does, they all melt away into the grasses quicker than a whistle.
Mom and the babies are in the grassline in the back |
They
look like an elegantly dressed duck – black, a little white and red - but they
aren’t really ducks at all. They are in
the Rail family and they have long legs and clutching feet that can walk on top
of the weed covering and hold onto the grasses.
They swim and dive very well even though they don’t have webbed feet like ducks. The babies have gotten quite big now and they
are venturing farther afield from mom, so maybe I’ll have a better chance of a
photo soon.