For Mallory

So, it turns out I was justified in my paranoia, and the recipient of the purple & green quilt was, in fact, reading along as I was sewing. No worries. I think she liked it. And I know I sure did.

Like isn’t strong enough. I love this quilt enough that I had a hard time parting with it. The pattern was fun and enough of a challenge to be interesting, but not actually terribly difficult. I love the colors and the white sashing, and the fact that I managed some semblance of order in my stripe layout (can you see it?).

I adore the back. The scraps were meant to be a variety of widths, but I don’t think the variation in size was large enough, so it just looks like I might have messed up. If you can actually look closely enough to see that some are smaller than others. Oh well. Love it, anyways.

I’m even happy with my little label, and the excuse to use one of the pretty decorative stitches on my sewing machine. And my obsession with striped binding, apparently, continues. Whatever. It totally works.

I could point out imperfections, of course. But I won’t bother. It’s pretty and big and soft and yummy. I’m really happy with it, and I hope a certain little girl (due to join us in the next few weeks) will use it and abuse it. That’s what it’s for.