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Every Little Bit


Yesterday, I finished what is probably the most labor intensive quilt I have ever made.


Every Little Bit

I started in August. Eight months of sewing together tiny little scraps. 280 blocks. 1400 pieces of fabric. Somehow, though, my scrap bins are still overflowing. I call it "Every Little Bit". The pattern is High Five from Sunday Morning Quilts. Of course, I had to make it more complicated by only making the small blocks from the pattern.

Every Little Bit Quilt

 I really love scrap quilts- taking the tiniest little bit of leftover fabric, putting them together and making something beautiful. There are scraps from just about every project I've ever made in here. At least the ones since I got smart enough to save all my scraps. I thought I would share some of the things I see when I look at it.


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Anna in Miss Lily Dress

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Ready for Easter

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Sam's snazzy vest

and

Anna's Miss Mary Dress

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Ellery enjoying her new quilt

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Needless to say, this quilt makes me very happy.

I see a little something different when I look at the backing and binding.

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I see my next quilt. What do you think the odds are of getting my husband to agree to an orange, grey and white quilt for our bed? Something a little like this-



Yeah, a girl can dream.

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