First baby quilt finished...

If you've read the backstory here, you'll understand what a precious project this has been. And why getting it finished as perfectly as I could has felt important to me.  

Is it perfect?   

No.  Nothing handmade really is, but I am very pleased with how it turned out.  And thrilled at what I've learned in the process.

Last week I told how I underestimated how much fabric would be needed for the binding.  

I don't mind admitting that this past week I ripped out* the binding the first time I sewed it on, because the stitching wasn't straight enough, and I think the sewing tension was a little off.  But the second time worked beautifully.

Little white bows 

on a sweet pink background 

for a sweet little baby girl. 

The tied quilting was a perfect first experience for me.  It saved my mental energy to focus on learning how to make a neat binding.  And getting decently mitered corners.  And learning how to tidily join the ends of the binding strip.  I cannot tell where it begins and ends.  Which is exactly as it's supposed to be.

Hopefully, it will be handed of to my friend Marti this week and I can start contemplating the next quilt.  

Because I'm sure there's another quilt inside me now.  And all this learning mustn't end here.  😊

* for the non-sewists reading this...  Ripping out isn't as violent as it may sound.  It consists (especially in such a precious project) of painstakingly picking out every single stitch, one at a time.  At least, that's how I do it.  It's delicate and somewhat tedious work, but so worth it when the finished job is done well.