I think you are having a whole lot of fun making this baby quilt for a special person's new granddaughter.  It's really, really cute.

very cute!  

yikes...making either one of those would make my brain hurt! Like both of them though.

ooh... that looks like a fun quilt!

Both really fun quilts! I spent most of my day frustrated with my Gammill.  I was doing ruler work yesterday and the ruler slipped and broke a needle and things went South. Today DBIL who has a ton of industrial sewing machines trimmed it three times. Things got a bit better but the thread kept breaking. Then we adjusted the hopping foot and I was able to sew a good part of something till I ran out of bobbin thread. 

Cute kitty quilt. Perfect for a new baby!

I've been making these little (5") rainbow stars from waste triangles and my scraps. The triangles are all sorted by color into baggies and I've been doing them as leader/enders.  I'm getting enough to get some idea of how they will look.  The original quilt had strings between.  I don't have strings but might do some kind of log cabin.  Not sure but kind of fun in the meantime.

I also decided to make some blocks from my Christmas fabric.  I saw a quilt at a Christmas party last week and decided to give it a try.  The original quilt was on point with solid white in between (quilting opportunity), but I've since seen a version that had 9 patches & sashing between.  I'm not sure which I like better, but no rush.  The blocks go together pretty quickly, I'll decide once I get a bunch made.  I have a moderate collection of Christmas fabrics sitting in my stash and each block takes less than a FQ.

Your second photo shows snowflakes made of Christmas fabrics!  How clever!

And the rainbow stars are also delightful.

I like being dazzled so early in the morning.

Here's a picture of the original quilt I saw.  I thought it looked like snowflakes too.

And here is the one from Fons & Porter magazine this month.  Though my colors are flipped.  Not sure yet which one I like better.  Stay tuned 

Okay, here's a story about a block I just made for my "Kresge Kid's Life" quilt. Hope it fits in this space.

During the late 1940s it was very common for families to take “Sunday afternoon rides”. After all, the rationing required during the war years was over and so parents no longer had to conserve tires and gasoline and new cars were coming on the market. It was time to enjoy the benefits of their hard work during the war years and relax by taking that “Sunday afternoon ride” and perhaps ending it with a stop for an ice cream cone.

John, Dorothy and Judy were living in Lexington, Kentucky and it was the perfect area for lovely rides; the area outside Lexington was called “Bluegrass Country” and was the home of famous horse farms. The miles of white-painted fences marking the bluegrass horse pastures were made for gawking, particularly in the spring and summer when flowering trees were in bloom. Tourists were allowed to visit the stables during limited weekend hours.

One day cute little Judy (about seven or eight years old) was leading her parents down a central aisle of a stable at Calumet Farms when she stopped abruptly by a large woven canvas “gate”.  A stall had caught her eye because the walls of this stall were covered in dark red padded leather; the leather was very high up the walls and studded with buttons like a fancy chair. I turned to my dad and said “Daddy, this horse has a fancier room than our house!”

My parents caught up with me and the man in the stall with the horse laughed with my parents about what I had said and the man said “Miss, this horse deserves the best room because he is a champion.”

At the same time I noticed a goat beginning to chew on the hem of my dress. I was holding on to the woven canvas gate and tugging at my dress trying to get it away from the goat while the man was leading the horse as he came over to help me. My parents were just standing there. (My dad told me later that he did not move to rescue me because he recognized exactly which horse the groom was leading. The name over the stall was the name of the most valuable horse in Kentucky.)

The groom shooed the goat away and the horse leaned over the gate and sniffed at my curly red hair. I reached up and asked if the horse would bite (the groom said no) so I got to pet the muzzle of Citation, the first million-dollar winning horse in the history of racing.

On the way home my dad said I did not have to wash that hand for a week because it had petted greatness. Of course, my mother vetoed that idea but I was bouncing in happiness for awhile.

Now to share photos of new blocks in the next posting .... stay tuned.