Look! My first quilt block, complete! Only 72 bows, and 8 blocks left to go!
Like I said in the previous post, the pattern is more of a recipe than an actual pattern. There are no clues as to color choices, no hints as to how to join the bows together once you’ve got two units joined. As you can see in the picture, the bows are joined with a slip stitch pattern. This joining strip is created by picking up 31 stitches on a concave side of a bow, and joining it to 31 stitches picked up on the convex side of the adjacent bow. Clear, yes? Well, how you join those units to the other units without creating holes and puckering is a learning process. I think with each successive “square,” I’ll have less intensive blocking to do. This piece, obviously, is going to undergo some miraculous magic with water and pins.
And, what you can’t see is the 12,000 ends I sewed in. Uch! But, thanks to Lisa (thank you thank you thank you) who popped in the shop on Saturday, I now know the secret art of knitting in the ends as you go. I’ve started on the bows for the second “square, ” and let me tell you, while the knitting is a bit slower because I don’t totally have the hang of a quick, swift motion to tack the tails down in the back of the work, just the thought of not having any ends to weave in is one big sigh of relief.
And, totally off topic – riddle me this, my friends – Reason No. 352 why I hate Northeast Philly – every Sunday, Joe has to travel to the dark region known as the Northeast (Frankford to be exact) to pick up Joey. Every Sunday, there is always a group of about four people who have set up shop in the middle of Harbison Avenue. They bring their lawn chairs, and their merchandise. What are the selling? This is Philadelphia – Phillies t-shirts? No, that’s three blocks down. Pretzels? Uh uh, not on Sunday. Flowers for mom, perhaps? Nope.
Vaccuum cleaners. Every Sunday, in the middle of Haribson Avenue, you can buy a vaccuum cleaner.
WTF? Where do these vaccuum cleaners come from? Most people clean out their garages, and find one vaccuum cleaner, not ten. Are they used vaccuums? Did they fall off a truck at Kensington and Allegheny? How did it come about that this group of neighbors got together and said, “hey, let’s sell vaccums in the middle of an eight lane highway, great idea?” And, who stops, in the middle of this busy Avenue, that rivals the Boulevard in traffic, to buy a vaccuum cleaner from Joe Shmo in his lounge chair?
Can anyone explain this to me?