Remember this quilt...'Pocket Change'...those fun fabrics...a cute baby coin quilt. I got up early today and continued basting away. I had settled on a quilting idea...I was pumped, ready to get it finished and take that final picture so I could upload the tutorial today.
I was happily quilting away.....line after line....laying it out, smiling at myself, at the quilt. There was a nagging feeling though...my machine wasn't sounding quite right, a sort of hollow sound. I chalked it up to the fact that it needed a good cleaning. I told myself I'd do it right after I finished the quilting on this one.
Halfway done and I spread it on my table to admire my work one more time. This one was turning out just as I had imagined, but something wasn't right. I flipped it over...looked fine on the back. Flipped it over again and said to myself, my that's light as a feather. Then I looked at it again and my jaw dropped and a knowing frown spread across my face. How could I...how could I have done something so stupid.
I forgot the batting. Forgot the batting...what quilter in their right mind forgets the batting?
Don't answer that.