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Here are pictures that tell the story of a week: a finished quilt, a new-and-improved bottle tree, and a visit from Liam. The quilt got to Dad in time for Father’s Day; the bottle tree is withstanding the Oklahoma wind (although I sacrificed a Trader Joe’s tote to Aeolus oklahomus last week), and Liam washed those and all the other dishes we produced last weekend.

Now I’m writing my paper for the upcoming CHEIRON meeting and getting ready for my research trip to Glasgow. Busy times!

Nina Margaret Woods, born a few weeks ago in Brooklyn to my friend Ginny and her husband John, is the source of all things tiny and cute these days (see Ninacakes), so I named this young watermelon in her honor.

This is the first quilt I’ve actually quilted myself.  I tried quilting a couple of years ago and I didn’t like it, but I was trying to execute small, perfect stitches.  Letting myself make larger, folksier stitches (largely inspired by Jude) has made it into an enjoyable task.  This is for FLL for Father’s Day.

Melissa came over the other night and we decided to analyze this quilt a little bit.  Blues and grays indicate the sea; the triangles look like waves or sails.  Icons on the fabric include eggs, Celtic knots, parrots, and trout.  Seems random, but to me this quilt is about the mother-like ocean, beginnings, mysteries, instinct, and, in sum, the basics.  More when this is finished.