Yesterday I remembered my camera and went to work on row 2 on the Mondrian quilt I’m making for my 12-year-old daughter, Miss A.
Back in March she was doodling with her Sharpie markers, and made this for her dad. I immediately saw a quilt pattern in it and carried it away to the sewing room.
The blocks ready for sewing.
On another note, Miss A has been infiltrating my media unintentionally, so she’s accidently has become privy to text messages with my sister on a matter that Miss A should not know about. And then yesterday, I found her perusing my camera pictures, so while this quilt is supposed to be a surprise, I’m guessing she might be clued in. Drat. My stealth needs to improve!!