Not wanting to cover up the edges of the squares on the "Story" blanket with binding, I quilted up to about an inch or so all around it. When that was done, the three layers (squares, flannel and backing) were trimmed even with each other.
Four inch wide strips were folded in half and slid between the squares and flannel layer.
A row of stitching through all the layers.
Followed by more rows, filling in that unquilted inch or so.
With the quilting finished on the squares side, it was flipped over.
The binding folded over and whip stitched into place.
A finial whip stitched row on the front (just to be secure, or because it meant being able to keep going on it for longer).
This shows the finished edges from both sides. Three sides are done. Probably another day or two for the last one, or maybe I'll stitch another few rows into the binding on the back to keep it going?
No stories today, but I have been working on writing down a long ago travel misadventure, told a friend on the phone the other night. We had such a good laugh from it, she made me promise to write it down. It's so much longer on paper, and I'm not sure it's as funny without my dramatic presentation. We'll see.
I'm noticing that more stories are being shared these days. There's not a lot to share with nothing much going on in most of our lives, the same people, activities, walls... day after day... so the past is coming out to entertain us more and more. Moon has been shocked to find out how many times teenage K. and I broke up before finally settling down, a friend wanted to hear all about my Camp Fire girl days, and my mom shared (for the first time!) Dad's strange proposal.
I've always said stories can carry us through...
