After quilting the red moon cabin onto My Heart’s Compass, I finished the edges with appliqué stitches …
Then laid the cloth onto the bed to pin on patches for the next phase …
Seen here from a slightly different angle after some more appliqué …
Falling
I'm Going to Texas (version 2.0) 
(((Liz))) love how your Heart’s Compass is falling into place!
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exactly!
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That is fun and eye-catching!
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I was equally happy when I did this on the other side, but disappointed to find that the location in the corner made it less visible as it was obscured by the drape of the cloth … this new location on the other side catches the eye for sure
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I love how the little blocks are falling from the log cabin into an orderly pile. It adds such lively activity.
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and then I thought yesterday … maybe they’re rising … ha!
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Perfect .. love the falling blocks!! Such an artistic touch.
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a bit of whimsy
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Oh, this is looking so good Liz! I probably said this before, but those individual blocks remind me of Tetris! haha
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tetris
Or the Stones song Tumbling Dice 🙂 That’s what I hear when I see them falling!
xo
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for sure I had Tumbling Dice in my head … which brought to mind a long ago summer dance where the cover band played that song
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OMG, yes on the falling red squares. Playful and the contrast between the blue under the red, love it!
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complementary colors for sure
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way to play! 🙂
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such fun
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Wow! This is really moving along and literally falling into place isn’t it?
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oh ha … I love it!
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Cascading, colorful ,cloth squares and the whole of this is like a fantastical map of place and whimsy. See before climbing into bed, I would sit on the floor , look and touch each piece of cloth and and take myself to the places that you love and have created here. Each touch would hold the stories of each piece and in turn, this truly is a never ending, living story of your hearts compass…
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I think this is why I hope never to be done working on this cloth … to keep it in hand is to revisit each memory
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