Many thanks to Lee of Freshly Pieced, who hosts a group of quilters hard at work.  Schlep back over to her blog to see others who are working hard. And yes, this week, I am a Work, (Still) in Progress.

I’ve feel like I’ve been hardly working on quilting this week, and boy, does that make me tired and cranky.  Creativity really can nourish the soul–cliche alert–but hey, sometimes cliches fit the bill. Sorry.

I actually have spent many hours on a project that I’m just not ready to show.  It’s not because I’m in a book or something, or that some famous person has asked me to test a pattern.  It’s just me.  Working hard.

But here’s something I will write about.  A long time ago in a galaxy far far away, I made a king-sized quilt for my son Matthew and his wife Kim.  They wanted desert colors and liked the log cabin block, so eight billion hours of piecing later, they had a quilt.

Here it is, with Matthew standing on a chair on one side and Dave (my husband) on the other.  Can you spot the turned square (the mistake)?  I didn’t until the moment when I got it back from the quilter, bound it and had these two fine men hold it up.  I died a little, but it’s still there.

I had made extra squares to make them pillow shams, which I did, but then I had a few other squares leftover which I remembered all of a sudden on Friday morning.  I stitched them together, did a pillowcase backing, quilted it, making a fall table runner.

Here’s the backing: Halloweeny fabric.  So now I’m set for both October and November in the decoration department.  I should make some fabulous pumpkins like those on Barb’s blog.  Go and see and tell me you don’t covet them.  Especially the one with the bird’s head.  (Now you have to go and look!)