The last five days have been consumed by the flu. The week went: sick, sick, sick, exhausted, exhausted.
Right before succumbing though I finished quilting this beauty. The pattern, a quick search reveals, is Arkansas Star (four points, a little awkward). The awesome thing is that all the inter-stellar space is filled with string-quilting, a technique that sews the itty-bittiest scraps together into a larger piece. Some of these are the size of my thumbnail.
I quilted it with both perle cotton and embroidery floss, in blues, greens, and reds. It's bound in silk-linen black (a pair of pants my mother passed on to me). Never did I think I'd bind a quilt in black. You never know, I always say, what's coming down the pike--a week in bed, or a new color of binding.