I got dressed for the elements sans the gloves and tromped through the snow to the clothesline. I was quite proud of myself that I even found turquoise clothespins to coordinate with the backing fabric. My camera was ready to start snapping some pictures after it was pinned to the line and...
. the breeze was relentless and kept the quilt in a horizontal position rather than vertical. By the time I was actually able to capture a few photographs I realized my fingers could barely work the camera settings. How quickly the wind chill was making me long for a warmer setting. How foolish not to think gloves were important.
The good thing about the experience of trying to photograph my quilt outside was how the quilt pattern reminded me of confetti being tossed in the air for an important celebration. I never would have had the same association of the quilt pattern being confetti until I saw the quilt moving in the breeze. So I'm calling the quilt Winter Confetti . Anytime a little one comes into the world it is time for a celebration - confetti and all.
