Chickens… Quilts… What can I say? It had to happen.
You can blame one of my wonderful doctoral students who gave me two pieces of chicken-themed fabric from a shop in Amsterdam. Don’t I have great students?
Now… How to assemble them? I am thinking a thin solid green border on each to frame the blocks, then cream sashing. Would that work? The text prints are from some cheap tea towels I picked up in a local supermarket.
Elsewhere in the world, my grandmother is having her 92nd birthday. I can find few better ways of celebrating International Women’s Day than that. Hurray for her! I can remember, eons ago, learning to sew on her hand-crank Singer one summer holiday in Suffolk. Precious memories. One real lady.
Happy chickening. I’m sure the beasties will approve whatever I chose to do with the quilt. JJ