Pink Clamshells

Stitching clamshells together is something I find irresistible. They are so easy to stitch using Inklingo to print the templates right on to the fabric — just lots of lovely continuous stitching. I have a funny little story running through my mind about some pink clams making their way to the surface of the water and then on to the beach and this little quilt will go along with the story.

Wednesday was rather exciting. We had an earthquake. Very very unusual around here. Mr. Q.O. really felt it and said it almost gave him a feeling of motion sickness. I sort of felt something, but really didn’t give it a second thought. We had one about 20 years ago and that one I felt much more than this. The cat I had then, Max, basically slunk out of the room on his tummy and hid under the bed about 2 minutes before that one hit. But Smudge and Lester this time?

Lester slept through it completely. Didn’t twitch a whisker.

Smudge also missed the whole thing.

There was a bit of a distraction from Chintz Circles Thursday night. A new Inklingo collection of larger, 3.5″ clamshells was released and I couldn’t resist. I had my fabrics picked out and printed in a matter of minutes.

The first few pieces practically stitched themselves together in a matter of minutes. I’m finding clamshells absolutely irresistible now that they’re so simple to print and stitch. I can imagine making a whole series of little clamshell quilts as there are so many options — some fussy cutting/printing to get some special effects, some really planned colour placement clamshells, a charm clamshell quilt. The ideas are just flying around in my head right now. This one? In this little quilt, a pink clamshell is going to appear rather randomly throughout. And it will only be little.

The distraction has to be over now though. Tonight I will finish piecing the blocks for my aunt’s quilt and probably get them joined into the final row. I’m still on track to get the top finished this weekend. I’d really like to be in a position to start quilting it by Sunday.

Lester was busy Thursday afternoon watching the birds on the roof garden. Thursday we saw a glorious yellow butterfly, but couldn’t get a picture of it, and a couple of dragonflies. He just didn’t know where to look next, so decided to have a snooze.