Bound

My Halloween quilt is now at home. It received it's batting session on Saturday and now the front is attached to the back (no sewing required on the back, it is just one large piece of fabric) and all that is left is the binding.

I like how that sounds, "binding." It reminds me of book binding, or women in Ancient China binding their feet to make them smaller. Here is its official definition from Merriam-Websters online dictionary.

• Main Entry: ¹bind·ing
• Pronunciation: \ˈbīn-diŋ\
• Function: noun
• Date: 13th century

1 : the action of one that binds
2 : a material or device used to bind: as a : the cover and materials that hold a book together b : a narrow fabric used to finish raw edges c : a set of ski fastenings for holding the boot firm on the ski

I am literally doing letter b! Binding sounds so final, so done. I think that is why I like the sound of it. Once I finish binding, I have officially completed my second quilt! Mostly painless and swear word free!

I was given a quick lesson tonight by Vickie. Not quick because she was in a rush, no, no...but quick because she thinks it's easy, and that I will be able to do it. Again, Jim and his family have a tremendous amount of faith it me, I don't know where it comes from. Again, she began it with, "Here, it's easy..." and took a needled, threaded it, and whipped a few small stitches in a little perfect line in a few seconds flat. "See, easy." I didn't ask follow-up questions, or protest that I surely would not be able to do that so handily at home on my own, I just took it, the needle and the thread in my arms and went on my way.

I figure, even if I don't get it done perfectly, no matter how it's bound, it will still look good to me. Anyways, who even looks at perfect edges? I'll be able to do it, I'm sure. And now that I have my quilt home, and will mostly be doing this project on my own, the swears will flow like wine.