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Fabric Easter Eggs & Why Isn’t There a Good Quilt Shop Around Here?

April 2, 2015 at 9:26 am by Claudia

So far, the day is starting off with a bang.

A (mostly) sleepless night.

On arising and opening my email: an alert from the bank. My checking account balance was much lower than I thought, due to a miscalculation on my part. All is well, but the higher balance I thought  I had would have been preferable on this Thursday morning.

The constant sound of a truck backing up – beep, beep, beep – from the distillery that is down the road from us. I might add that it wasn’t in existence when we moved here. Yes, I’ve complained, to no avail.

I do very little seasonal decorating, but I was inspired to pull out the fabric Easter eggs I made several years ago. They’re now sitting on the coffee table in the den.

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I had been working away from home for a long stretch of time – in San Diego. My friend Ingrid, who is a costumer, let me use her Singer Featherweight while I was in town. Obviously, this was before I bought Mabel but I ended up buying Mabel because I fell in love with Ingrid’s Featherweight. I filled a lot of time with that machine and ended up making two quilt tops and these eggs. The fabric egg tutorial is from Retro Mama.

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I figure we need some sort of Easter eggs around here.

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I wish there was a good quilt fabric store around here. There used to be one in Woodstock, but they moved even further upstate. There was also one just over the border in Connecticut, but the owner just retired and closed the shop. Online is fine and I’ve certainly ordered fabric that way. But there’s nothing better than being in a room full of bolts of fabric, looking at it in the daylight, pulling this bolt and that bolt….you know what I mean? Just like buying a book in an actual bookstore is preferable to ordering online from a mega-retailer. You get to see the book and hold it in your hands.

I miss looking at fabric. And Joann’s? No. Doesn’t work for me.

When I was living in San Diego, I went to Rosie’s Calico Cupboard constantly. It wasn’t far from where I lived. It’s a huge quilt shop, with so much fabric that it’s almost overwhelming. Oh, Rosie’s, I miss you. (I took my first quilting class there.)

Okay. I’m getting whiney. Off to make more coffee.

(The aqua bowl is Orange Tree, a vintage pattern that was made by Homer Laughlin.)

Happy Thursday.

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Filed Under: Easter, fabric, quilting 37 Comments

Book Review: The Dead Key by D. M. Pulley

April 1, 2015 at 8:48 am by Claudia

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Today I am reviewing The Dead Key by D. M. Pulley for TLC Book Tours. As always, I am provided with a copy of the book in return for my honest review.

About the Book (from the publisher):  It’s 1998, and for years the old First Bank of Cleveland has sat abandoned, perfectly preserved, its secrets only speculated on by the outside world.

Twenty years before, amid strange staff disappearances and allegations of fraud, panicked investors sold Cleveland’s largest bank in the middle of the night, locking out customers and employees, and thwarting a looming federal investigation. In the confusion that followed, the keys to the vault’s safe-deposit boxes were lost.

In the years since, Cleveland’s wealthy businessmen kept the truth buried in the abandoned high- rise. The ransacked offices and forgotten safe-deposit boxes remain locked in time, until young engineer Iris Latch stumbles upon them in a renovation survey. What begins as a welcome break from her cubicle becomes an obsession as Iris unravels the bank’s sordid past. With each haunting revelation, Iris follows the looming shadow of the past deeper into the vault – and soon realizes the key to the mystery comes at an astonishing price.

My review: This is Pulley’s first novel and it was the Grand Prize Winner of the Amazon Breakthrough Novel award for 2014. The premise is an interesting one, based on Pulley’s own experience as a structural engineer, which brings a wealth of detail to the descriptions of the abandoned bank.

The device used here is the telling of two stories: the story of the bank in 1978 and the story of the abandoned bank in 1998. Pulley alternates between the two, telling us the story of Beatrice, a young and incredibly naive employee of the bank in 1978 and Iris, the hard-drinking, loose cannon structural engineer working in 1998.

I found it a bit slow going, especially at first, but I eventually got caught up in the story. Pulley plots out this mystery in great detail, carefully revealing clues in past and present, just enough to keep the reader wanting to know more. She does this quite skillfully; the alternating stories, though sometimes a bit confusing, kept me engaged.

At first I had trouble with the rather stereotyped heroines; Beatrice, naive and defenseless, Iris, only 23 and hardened beyond her years. They do embark on a journey, however, and – especially in the case of Beatrice – find strength and power that they didn’t know they had.

I have to confess that I don’t understand why so much time was devoted to Iris’s excessive drinking and smoking. At the age of 23, she is an alcoholic and I certainly understand that people that age can be alcoholics. What I didn’t understand was how it furthered the story or illuminated her character. It was such a full-on depiction that Iris became more than a bit unbelievable. There was no room for any subtlety, which frankly, I would have welcomed. As it was, it was hard to feel any sympathy for her.

And a tiny quibble: I worked in offices in the seventies and early eighties – a lot of them. Even though we routinely hear the term Human Resources today, that wasn’t at all the case in 1978. It was just good old Personnel. Pulley’s use of that term in the 1978 section of the novel just doesn’t ring true.

All that being said, this is a good first novel. The premise is refreshing, the mystery compelling. It’s a very original idea that is executed well. I was engrossed in the story and what better praise can there be?

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About the author: D. M. Pulley’s first novel, The Dead Key, was inspired by her work as a structural engineer in Cleveland, Ohio. During a survey of an abandoned building, she discovered a basement vault full of unclaimed safe-deposit boxes. The mystery behind the vault haunted her for years, until she put down her calculator and started writing. The Dead Key was the 2014 Amazon Breakthrough Novel Award Grand Prize winner. Pulley continues to work as a private consultant and forensic engineer, investigating building failures and designing renovations. She lives in northeast Ohio with her husband and two children, and she is currently at work on her second novel.

One of you will be the winner of a copy of The Dead Key. To enter, just leave a comment on this post  and I’ll pick a winer on Saturday evening.

New post up on Just Let Me Finish This Page.

Happy Wednesday.

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Potpourri: A Story, A Book & An Egg Cup

March 31, 2015 at 9:21 am by Claudia

A little story for you:

The only clock we have in our bedroom is the digital clock on the cable box. Don usually puts a framed photo of us on our wedding day in front of the clock so he can’t see it at night. On Sunday night, we went to bed knowing that one of us had to get up in the middle of the night to let Scout out. When this happens, we figure whoever wakes up to go to the bathroom around 3 or 4 in the morning will also go downstairs and let her out. It’s something neither of us look forward to.

So. We go to sleep. I wake up to go to the bathroom, but I haven’t been sleeping all that long and I know it’s too early to let her out. So I go back to sleep. I wake up again after what I know is a solid chunk – several hours – of sleep. I have to go to the bathroom. So I get up, walk across the room, move the photograph to see what time it is. It says 12:15. I know my brain is fuzzy, but it seems like I slept a lot longer than an hour. And I’ve already visited the facilities once before. I can’t figure it out. So I go to the bathroom and I head back to bed. But I’m so perplexed that I can’t get to sleep for a while. I cuddle up to Don and finally go back to sleep.

I wake up, knowing I’ve slept about an hour or so more.

But it’s light out. What the ???? How can that be? I went back to sleep at around 1 am, slept for a little more, and now it’s light out? And that means I didn’t get to Scout in time. I jump out of bed, get dressed, run over to the clock.

It still says 12:15.

No wonder I was confused. I run downstairs, where Ms. Scout is sleeping peacefully and the clock shows me it’s after 7 am. No accidents, thank goodness.

And then I look out the door and there’s snow on the ground. I feel as if I’m in the Twilight Zone.

When Don gets up, a bit later, he yells downstairs and asks me what time it is. I say 9 am. It turns out he went through the same thing during the night. Got up, checked the clock, decided it was too early to let Scout out, went back to bed. When he finally woke up in the morning, he went to check the clock and it said 12:15 and he thought he’d slept until noon. And then he saw snow.

I have to tell you we were both feeling as if we were living in an alternate reality for several hours. It took a bit of time to shake it all off.

Later in the day, I unplugged the cable box, let it reboot, and it corrected itself.

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I cheated. My plan is to purchase one a month. Technically, this should have arrived in April. Ah well. I love this simple feather motif.

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And there it is on the shelf, along with its fellow Austens.

The egg cup I ordered from Etsy arrived yesterday. I had to wash it and spray a little Febreeze on it, as it clearly came from a smoker’s house. I used to smoke. I smoked for about 5 years. I can’t believe that I smelled like smoke during those years. It completely grosses me out now. Don, too. I quit in 1985. Don quit in 1986. Thank goodness. We met in 1994, so we were well rid of the habit by that point.

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Here he is. He’s a little Japanese boy. Like my little cowboy egg cup, he’s sitting with his legs stretched out. These were made in Japan in the 1930’s. Apparently, there are others in this particular design, though I’ve only seen the cowboy and this little guy.

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I’ve always wanted to add this one to my collection, so I’m happy he’s finally here. Marked: Japan.

Isn’t he adorable?

Happy Tuesday.

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