Because it's Wednesday, and I'm feeling giddy that the week's half over, I thought I'd dig into the archives and pull out one of my favorite pink quilts to share with you. Plus, one week from TODAY, our first cruise ship comes, and that just tickles me PINK.
I haven't worked with pink all that much. It's not that I don't like pink, because I'm a girl, and I really do. But I think, in the far back recesses of my brain, I worry that collecting pinks would inhibit my collecting of reds, which I love even more. However, about seven years ago, I scored a smokin' find at a garage sale that changed how I looked at pink forever. A fellow quilter from our group was moving to Anchorage, and decided to lighten the load a bit with a moving sale. Always looking for a bargain or an adventure, I pedaled over to her house early that Saturday morning on my bike. I think I might even have still been wearing my plaid Mickey Mouse pajama bottoms. It's a small town. We do that. (This is where most of my cultured city friends would roll their eyes and sigh disgustedly, but hey, I moved to a small town and I'm all about committing.) Fashion faux pas aside, my efforts were rewarded. I found two big black garbage bags full of fabric scraps. And by scraps, I mean anything ranging from little pieces, to orphan blocks, to full-on, folded yardage. And here's the best part. For FIVE BUCKS! I was ecstatic! Do you know how many days of entertainment two black garbage bags of scrap fabric provides? And all for five dollars. I'm a cheap date, plaid pajamas and all.
The moving quilter, however, shared an enthusiasm for pinks very similar to how I feel about reds. So as I spent the next few days sorting and ironing (yes, I iron my scraps. I can't help it.), my pile of pink was turning into a mountain of pink, while all the other colors of the rainbow were mere anthills. I had a veritable cornucopia of pink scraps and no idea what I planned to do with them.
Mesha is the sister of my college roommate. Mesha is the embodiment of pink. Mesha was engaged.
So I set out to make a pink wedding quilt for Mesha. I picked out a pattern and proceeded to cut ALL of my pink scraps into the squares I needed, thinking I probably wouldn't have enough and would need to go buy some more pink. The cut squares made an impressive pile, for sure, but I still worried it wouldn't be enough for a king sized quilt. I began sewing anyway.
This is Mesha's pink wedding quilt. It is a monster. It's seven by nine rows. I just started sewing those pink and white 4-patch blocks and kept right on sewing until I had used up my whole pile of pink squares. I didn't even use half the blocks in this quilt. I have enough to make two more of these puppies. What was I thinking, cutting up all those pink scraps? Holy toledo, I need more pink-lovers to get married.
My favorite part of this quilt is the border. It's from a Pam Bono book, but I can't remember which one. I think Quick Rotary Cutter Quilts. Or maybe it was MORE Quick Rotary Cutter Quilts. At any rate, Pam used this design in a cross-hatching pattern and it was quite pretty. I thought it would make an excellent border, to make an otherwise rather ordinary scrap quilt look more interesting. In the end, it's still one of my favorite quilts, made better only by knowing it now lives with one of my dearest friends.
PS. You should have seen me trying to get home with those bags of scraps on my bike. Where is America's Funniest Small-town Videos when you need them?
*pink flower photo from www.colourlovers.com