Hello,
It seems to have been a quiet time here this week. I did have one Zoom meeting with Creative Strength Training, but the Sisterhood of the Scissors connection failed. I did not loaf as there were other things to attend to, as we live in a busy world.
Progress Report: 100 Days II I finished all the free motion quilting in the black on this piece and the I am through with the binding at this point. I have started to outline more sports figures in turquoise with free motion from the back of the quilt. I have about half of this step done I think.
Lap Quilt 10 This work is all assembled and quilted at this point. The machine step of the binding is done and I need to stitch it down and then this work will be complete as well.
City Blocks I designed these blocks as a response to a design suggestion in the Inspired To Design by Elizabeth Barton book. I started it at the retreat and I am now ready to get back to work on this project. I am ready to begin the quilting now..
Blue Wondering This is my hand work project for the presents. I am just doing slow stitch work without any pre plan.
Creative Assistants I have added hair arms and backs to all 26 assistants at this point. I only need to do the final embellishment step that is adding squeezie paint embellishments to them.
Daily Practice I am still working away on this project.
Lap Quilt # 10 This quilt went together fast as the blocks were all made my Sue Ellen and she passed them to me in a box of scraps that she gave me last fall. There are enough blocks remaining for yet another. I will add boarders and be ready to quilt this one too.
Care 4 This is my graffiti entry for the new Cherry Wood competition this year. I purchased the pack that contained all the fabrics in the fall. The spray paint did not run as much as I had hoped, but I still like the effect and the message.
Sea Floor I did a lot of hand work on this piece this week. The base is all felted with embroidery added on top.
College Life – Summer 1968
My life at Camp Tecumseh started out a few day before most of the councilors arrived. Dad dropped me off on Saturday, and I got my first look as we drove down into a little valley meadow in west central Indiana that was surrounded with cabins. There was a bigger building to the right of the small parking area where a truck was parked. So we parked and went in. That big building turned out to be the main lodge of the camp, with a wide covered poach on three sides, a large reception hall, with a dining area in the back .Every day more and more folks arrived, and on Tuesday evening we had almost completed our task. Roy needed one more Junior Councilor. Larry and I suggested my brother Gene! Roy called and talked with him–and he agreed to fill the last spot. On Wed afternoon when Gene arrived, Larry immediately snapped him up and they worked together the whole summer.
The councilors and junior councilors were from all over, with the majority of us being from Indiana. But: Inis, our international councilor, was a kindergarten teacher from Austria; Ellie, Roy’s assistant, was from Kansas; Jay, our archery instructor and excursions director, was from Illinois; Peter, another senior councilor, was from Ohio; and Marcus, from California, was the last of the crew from out of state. With all the councilors on hand and most of the camp preparations done, we all piled into the back of the big camp truck and rode north to the launch location for a day and a half float trip down the Wabash river, which joined the Tippecanoe farther south and just north of the camp. The trip was a great way to build unity and get to know folks a bit more–as well as to prepare us all for the times we would take campers out on float trips later that summer. Three pairs of canoes were bound together with a wooden platform between them so they could carry supplies and a few more passengers.
The first week of camp started with campers arriving in various buses from different YMCA’s around Indiana. They were all greeted and checked in and assigned to various cabins. Chrissy was my junior councilor, and she and I were both nervous as we led our group of eight eleven-year-olds to cabin number 14, Chickasaw. Chrissy and I had the beds on either side of the door and the girls selected their sleeping places from the six bunk beds around the back of the cabin. The campers unpacked and, after they were settled, we took a group picture on the front steps. Then we gave the girls a little tour of the camp in perpetration for their classes on Monday morning. The dinner bell rang and off we went to our first big mean in the dining hall. All the tables were numbered to match the cabins and we ate family style.
After supper, the hall emptied out and we all went down the hill a short way to the open air Chapel that overlooked the river, where a campfire was burning. Mr Tulp gave an introduction, a few instructions, and a little sermon. Then Larry lead us in a few songs. It was a dark walk back through the woods and I was glad we had been told to bring our flash lights as we made our way back up the hill and back to our cabins.
Keep Creating
Carol