Feeling proud…

…of my first quilt!

I loved spending all day at my sewing machine, being able to ask my studio mates for help, and the hour I spent with the woman working at the fabric store (who told me that “bees mean friendship” when I finally decided on the bee fabric for the backing). I loved sitting on the couch with Andy and feeling like such an old lady while I hand sewed the binding. It felt great to send it out in the mail to a new mama and a dear friend, but I was sad to let it go, too.  I guess that means I need to make another one.

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