On a day that has been the worst day in a very long time in my life, it has been a small pleasure, but one I am very thankful for: that of experiencing that excited feeling, small flutters in my belly, that I get when I am feeling the softness, the weight of a quilt in progress. It is the change from quilt top to soon-to-be finished quilt that I realize I just love. The anticipation is akin to that of a child in the midst of opening a present. : -)
I am still at the outlining each "card" on the panel, using Sulky 40-wt gold rayon, but already I am loving the way it is quilting up, loving handling the layers. I keep peaking at the back, and it gives me a small thrill too.
Although I LOVE my Avanté, and the (steep) learning curve I am on as I practise and practise on her, I will never lose my love of quilting on my DSM, my beloved Bernina. The machine quilting set-up here is not the greatest, but as the music plays, and the rhythm of the machine soothes me, I find myself calming down and realizing this too, shall pass.
Sidenote about the QBS: do you see those annoying wrinkles from excess fabric due to the wonky unsquare panel? I was able to gently lift and smooth out one or two here and there. I will continue to do so as I work on this quilt. I am hoping the quilting in the final border will help to distribute and/or disguise the fullness. I wanted to point out that one is able to do this, that the QBS is still tacky, more than 24 hours after I basted this quilt. In my past experience, it will continue to be tacky for many many days.