CONFETTI

 I have spent most of last week planning and starting a new scrap quilt. After finishing my Drummer Boy I spied a new pattern on Stitched in Color called Confetti.  It is a bit addictive.  

It is primary paper pieced.  I have done paper piecing now and again.  It seems at least for me it has a learning curve for the first couple of hours when I have been away from this process.  

This is my first block.  It was accomplished after two complete failures after the first one or two pieces started.  I cut off the piece instead of the doing the seam allowance.  I finally got the hang of it and finished the original block.  I forgot to cut outside the finished lines 1/4 inch, and as this is two parts sewn together to make the block that didn't work.  The block was 7 1/2 inches instead of 81/2 inches.  Finally I got the hang of it and things began to come together.  One would think that after 30 years of this craft I could manage better than that.  

However, there is finally success.  Only 60 more blocks to go.  I have enjoyed deciding what fabric to put in each block.  There are bits and pieces all over the room.  We are talking very small scraps.  Some as small as 1 1/2 square up to no bigger than 3 1/2 inches long or square.  That little itty bitty blue square one is 1 inch finished.  

While digging around in my closet for scraps I found this paper pieced pattern.  For a lark I tried it out as well.  I'm two down for the count, time to read the book and try to figure out what is going wrong.  That angle is giving me fits.  I just can't seem to get it right.

Some of you might remember Houdini my daughters way ward  chicken.  She is an escape artist and is in and out of her fenced in chicken yard while all the other hens stay put.  My daughter kept watching her in and out of their burn pile and decided to find out what she was up to.  

Seems she has been laying all her eggs in this nice little nest she has made for herself.  While all her chicken family politely lay their eggs in their nice cozy coop boxes, where my daughter collects them for the family's use and all the neighbor too.  Houdini has gone renegade, of course they had to be tossed and my daughter surly doesn't need any more chickens hatched either.  Fact is she wasn't sitting on them either, she is much too busy for that sort of nonsense.

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