Sunday, August 8, 2010
O.K., I'm shameless...
The caption reads, "I love Bunny Hill Designs. Postcard Cuties was my Xmas present from Grandma." The caption for the next one reads, "Hi, Anne. I agree. Fairfield plush polyfill is the best!" If you follow Anne's blog, she recently did a piece on the difference in polyfill stuffings.
In an act of desperation, I staged my daughter's dog, Daphne, in the first photo in an attempt to persuade Anne Sutton of Bunny Hill Designs to select me as the winner of a very pink, very hoppy gift basket full of her fabric and other goodies. The second photo Daphne posed for all by herself. She was having such fun ripping into the package! That look on her face says, "Busted."
If I really wanted to win, I wouldn't tell you that it is 'pet month' at Bunny Hill. The parade of proud pet owners has been a grand one! The sugar-sliders from Australia are definitely sweet. The truth is, Daphne needs no prodding. She loves to roll and snuggle on all the quilts that Kiri and I are working on. I possess 3 of Anne's patterns. One is complete (and Daphne is shamelessly posing on it-Postcard Cuties); another one has one block done; and my favorite, Autumn Houses, has a stash collection. This week I added to that stash with some rich, pumpkin colored fabrics from Kansas Troubles Summer's End collection (which can be found at the shoppe.) After adding them to the collection, it took great willpower (something I have very little of) not to start on it immediately. Yes, finishing my Kim Diehl applique quilt has priority.
A new blog made it's debut last night, Heirlooms by Ashton House. It is worth a look to see pictures of her butter yellow Victorian home and her handcrafted dolls. I personally want her pattern for her pincushions! The Jo Morton Yahoo group is doing a pincushion exchange and mine just might be made from her pattern!
I know I promised a Miss Rosie's Quilt Co. trunk show, but I forgot to take my camera to the shop on Sat. Look for it next time!
Thanks again for taking an interest...Cheryl, now languishing in the dry heat of AZ