About Retreat:
Retreat is an important part of the year for me. One in the Spring, one in the Fall. In the deep woods of the Chugach Mountains, about 45mn from my house is Camp Carlquist. A Boy Scout Camp that host our little group of quilters by a pretty lake. For 4 days we immerse ourselves into our work, creating personal rainbows that make our lives more colorful. This Fall I am making a quilt from a pattern done by a famous published quilter"Judy Niemeyer. She is known for her intricate use of paperpiecing patterns. Anyway Emily fell in love with one called Rain Drops
. I am changing the colors
of the background into a chocolate brown. The rest will be in various purple red, rust, green, yellow, browns.
. I am going to have all pieces cut out ahead of time in order to start sewing as soon as I get to Retreat.
Retreat is an important part of the year for me. One in the Spring, one in the Fall. In the deep woods of the Chugach Mountains, about 45mn from my house is Camp Carlquist. A Boy Scout Camp that host our little group of quilters by a pretty lake. For 4 days we immerse ourselves into our work, creating personal rainbows that make our lives more colorful. This Fall I am making a quilt from a pattern done by a famous published quilter"Judy Niemeyer. She is known for her intricate use of paperpiecing patterns. Anyway Emily fell in love with one called Rain Drops
I have been reading various books lately. Still not done with "My Name is Red" but enjoying it fully. There is a lot to take in and ponder about. Then there is "Annie Freeman's Fabulous Traveling Funeral" by Kris Radish. Very light read with a great concept. A woman dies and instead of a traditional funeral this woman has organized a trip for her best friends to take and scatter her ashes along the way. Toute une aventure! Then a visual Novel called "Mr Fooster/ Traveling on a Whim. Then "Moral Disorder" by Margaret Atwood. This one is short stories. There is no one like her to put you right in the mood of the book. Example:"I think of the bad news as a huge bird, with the wings of a crow and the face of my Grade Four schoolteacher, spare bun,rancid teeth, wrinkly frown,pursed mouth and all, sailing around the world under cover of darkness, pleased to be the bearer of ill tidings, carrying a basket of rotten eggs, and knowing -as the sun comes up - exactly where to drop them. On me, for one."Isn't that just precious??? Doesn't that makes you want to know more? It does for me.