When a Pansy throws up

You know sometimes you look at a piece of fabric and think "Gosh that's pretty" But between the recognition that it's pretty and the decision of what to do with it a lot can change.

So here is the fabric

Without the crosshatching of course... I did that after I turned it into an abomination.

I'm volunteering again. One of the things I volunteered for.. no, wait.. was volunteered for.. was to do some sewing for our Church bazaar being held on May 1. I was having coffee after church and Christine, who I was talking to, suddenly opened her eyes really wide and said "You're a quilter!!" Well, I'm kind of a quilter, I try to quilt. "No, you worked in a quilt shop, you're a quilter!" Okay, I'm a quilter. Then she grabbed me by the arm and dragged me across the room to another woman that I'd never met where she once again said "Shirley's a quilter!" The woman looked at my name badge. Yup... she remembered my name from seeing things I'd put in the quilt walk. I can't deny it now. Well, she had some things that needed sewing for the bazaar. They're already cut out, all I have to do is sew them together. Well, okay, I can do that.

So she brought me two things to sew. This first one is a long piece of the above fabric, an equal sized strip of black fabric and some batting. All I had to do was sew them right sides together and turn. Well, I couldn't just do that, that would be silly so I decided to crosshatch it as well.

The problem is when you're working closely with something you don't see the overall picture. Then you finish and put it on a table to take a picture of it and ... oh my GOD that's so ugly! Maybe some little old lady will buy it to put on a dining hutch or something and cover it with her china cup collection. Look at it!

It's just a piece of fabric - it's a bright piece of fabric - much brighter than it looks in the picture - about 3 feet long. It really does look like a pansy threw up.. or did something. And it was so pretty when I started. I want to cry. I sure don't want anyone to know I'm the one that sewed it.

On the bright side I do have a bit more hope for the other one I've been given. It's a 9-patch runner and has two colours in it. Plain green and a nice small patterned green. We'll see what I come up with tomorrow.

I swear it's February here. I woke up at about 4am to the sounds of a thunder storm and heavy rain. When I got up at 8am I discovered that wasn't heavy rain I heard. It was hail. It was about 1/2" round hail and it still hadn't melted along side the house.

I want Spring! Hey, maybe those aren't pansys, maybe they're Johnny Jump Ups. Maybe it's a sign that Spring is coming.