Old things, hopefully not me!

Hi Ann, 

In the never ending purposefulness of using up fabric (so we can buy more?), I am putting together a quilt designed by Emily Dennis of Quilty Love. It's called Stash Buster. As you'll read below I busted my stash!

I didn't buy a single piece of fabric for it, although I was tempted because I needed one more green. I used a fabric in the top that I likely have been moving around with me for nearly 40 years. 

I recall putting the pencil lines on this fabric

For the backing I had a 3 yard piece of fabric that was from Peter Pan, see the selvage however I have no idea how old this fabric is. My guess is at least 35 years old. Fabric is made better now than it was back then- it's a little bit thinly woven however I'm using it on the back and the color is perfect! I have no idea why I bought it or where, maybe at Colonial Quilts in Savannah or Crazy Ladies in Santa Monica. I'm excited to be putting it to good use and it brings me joy to see it and I still really like the print. This substantiates your theory that you should only buy what you like! 

Dog fur, my new dog Echo has a nice fluffy black coat. I never noticed the dog hair on my fabric from the golden retrievers, I imagine it was there ignorance was bliss. So I got a super duper sticky roller and have added the step of removing the dog hair before basting!

Now for the sad story about getting old. My Grabbit magnet has lost it's magnetic-ness. A pin no longer will stay with it. 

I've had this red one since 1980 when they first came out, I remember shopping at Crazy Ladies and Mary Ellen Hopkins told me I needed to buy it, not long after I started to make quilts. It went through lots of years of use helping me and my family avoid stepping on pins as it was super efficient in picking up pins. Of course my children would tell you that they are still traumatized by pins in their bare feet, as I wasn't always great about remembering to pick up the pins off the floor. 

I'm not sure if I'll get another one, I think I have to grieve first.