Like sands through the hourglass...

A dear friend of my mother's was addicted to "Days of Our Lives." I spent a week at her condo in Florida one spring break while I was in junior high, and we ate lunch with the Horton's and Brady's every day, rushing up from the beach just in time to make sandwiches and settle down in front of the television. That opening line was forever imprinted in my memory that week, and even though Mrs. P's been gone for many years, she was on my mind throughout the creation of this little hourglass quilt.

This was supposed to be finished in May before the birth of my friend's baby. I'm not entirely sure what happened but here it's September, the child is almost four months old, and I'm just finishing it up. Summer was one big unproductive blur, and I have the tan to show for it.

Anyway, I love this! I started out with part of a Kona pastel charm pack, but it just wasn't bright enough. And at some point before it was fully pieced the little guy was born, so out came the pinks (I was positive he was going to be a she!) and in went more saturated prints, solids and pops of orange. The result was this sweet little thing that matches perfectly with the bright yellows of his nursery. I took it to the beach last weekend to finish the binding and bury all those pesky threads. The concession stand served as a great backdrop for the final photo.

Slowly but surely I'm getting back in to the groove. Maybe this will be the Season of Finishes? I can hope!