Elizabeth Rose and I have not been talking for quite some time now. (I blogged about her back in March. The center was finished and waiting for borders.)
I put the borders on and was thrilled that my mitered corners turned out well. Then, I put her on the floor to check out the whole thing and...just about cried. I was so worried about the miters that I never measured the borders! They were ruffled...Big time!
So, I managed to tear them out (hated every minute of it!).
I tried again to sew on one side of the border after measuring. It needed to be eased because it stretched out the center when I tore it apart. Wow, it eased really nicely. After a second look, it all eased into the first block and was ruffled yet again!
So, Elizabeth Rose and I didn't talk for a long time. I didn't even want to look at her.
Last night was the turning point. It was now or never. Not so perfect and done is better than not finished.
Elizabeth Rose is a lot like my sister Elizabeth...a little off but still loved.
I'll probably have to have a couple more words with her when I do the quilting but, she's getting there.