Finished is a small exaggeration. I haven't clipped odd ends of thread and have to do the label but, yes, I've finally got this quilted and bound. Phew! Seemed like a long haul for a throw size quilt.
I honestly don't understand why I don't get true color with my camera. This was outdoors on the lawn in nice sunlight but the pink is all washed out, it's really a very vivid pink. I think I need a new camera. ... some day.
So tomorrow I'd do the last bit of cosmetic surgery on this. Then I have my May journal quilt to do. It took me a long time to decide what to do but now I know and can get it done fairly soon. And I have small things that I guess are properly called "quilties" to make. They'll be pretty quick too. Then I can go on with a paper pieced quilt I've had on my "Unstarted UFO list" And I have other ideas rolling around in the old cranium too. Always fells great to finish something.
The mid-70s are a surprise! Part of me remains in the 50s -- age, I mean, not decade of 20th century. It's a joy ride, new experiences land in my lap and I've become a better quilter, poet, writer than I expected. It's a rich life for a person never rich financially. Hey, this is what the mid-70s are like!