Unlike our weather around here, I think that I am going to commit to hand quilting my quilt. It will, by no means be fine hand quilting, but more of the folk art/utility ability that I have. There will undoubtably by some changes in needle and thread, of which I have no intentions of replacing what has been done. I choose to think of it as adding to the story/evolution of the quilt. I do eventually want it done.
I am enjoying the handwork, but am trying to pace myself, afraid that my body will be in a world of hurt if I continued to do it as long as I'd like. Hopefully I'll build up some endurance, and progress will clip along at a quicker pace.
Well, remember my mention of wanting to sleep with the window open? This is why it can't happen yet.