My Brother's Been Framed

The quilt frame arrived several days ago, but I was not ready to set it up. First I needed to clean out a hole in my studio (aka junk room). I started by unloading two large shelf units and stacking all the keeper stuff on top of my desk. Then the shelf units went outside so I had room to maneuver while I straightened, consolidated and put things away. What was left filled half the garbage can except for the two big boxes that went inside to be burned. My craft table joined the camping equipment in the shop. My desk is now my craft table.

At last, "the hole".

I could actually see more than three square feet of floor. Buck had helped my stack the two plastic units next to the china hutch (aka book case, junk-catcher). Next project was to take the two former medical file cabinets I use for fabric storage and move them to face the quilt frame.

By today, the fabric cabinets have been turned to form a false wall, the storage shelves had been returned to the building and "the hole" is even bigger. The jury is still out whether or not the file cabinet will remain where it is, but Buck and I began to assemble the quilt frame.

This is the second quilt frame he has helped me put together in the last three years. (I still have my wooden hand-quilting frame.) Please don't bring that up around him, though, because that is kind of a sore subject with him.

I ended up being the Allen wrench turner. Halfway through he got tired of waiting for me to use the hand tools. He brought in his power impact. Zip-zip! Done!

We left the cardboard and styrofoam trash outside. Trust me, there was plenty of it.

Three hours hours later, my Brother sewing machine was framed. Now I need to get busy and finish sewing the blocks for my next quilt.