Number seventeen may or may not be the last bobbin but it may be. I listened to the video lectures for my online class, sometimes thinking – sometimes a bird is just a bird, sometimes bread is just bread but do go on.

I succeeded in listening to it all and managed to come out thinking that I may be the most simple-minded person in the entire universe, but that’s ok.

That’s it, I’m taking my second muggacoffee and going off to quilt. I’m going to listen to something and not get tied up in Olympics or the Interwebs for awhile I hope. I’m going to let the thread flow, so to speak.

Last night I realized I was at that point in the work where I am both anxious and concerned about finishing this quilt (make the deadline, how to finish edges, how will it turn out, will it be flat enough, why do I insist on making things so hard to photograph) and wanting to make something new (what if it was not pieced, how could I…, could I use…)

This apparent conflict never makes me want to stop going forward with the current thing, thankfully, and I’ve known it long enough not to be concerned. It’s sort of the natural flow of making things. All good.

I stole this TEDx piece from Sandy Donabed who combs the web for cool stuff to show me (I’m sure that’s why she comes up with such cool stuff! and thanks!)

and for something completely different, and a little longer (via Robert Genn’s newsletter and compete with Danish subtitles):

Before I forget, I’m putting in number sixteen.

and then I’m going to bed!

and go to bed…

I was diddling around and I thought – I’m going to get back to quilting and go until this bobbin runs out.

I start up and run out in one inch. Seriously: one inch.

So funny and silly.

How many quilts have I made with plain black backs? Quite a few. And why? Because I just love seeing the quilting. Love to see it come up as the quilting progresses. Love to see the different colors as I use different colors on the top. Where the front blends and smudges under the quilting, the plain back gets more complicated. Yeah, that’s why.