When I finished piecing the Moda blocks earlier this spring, three misfit blocks were left over - and one block was keft to do. The one on the lower left.
In the interest of really finishing, and in getting the three misfit blocks off the table, I pieced that fourth block and stitched the bocks together.
The blocks still look like misfits, but with some quilting they will make a pretty enough Christmas table topper.
When I was telling you about that lower left block, I was reminded about how long it took me as a child to learn right from left. (That, and tying my shoes. My mother dispaired.) I'm pretty sure I was the last in my class to learn both
I remember sitting in the second grade classroom trying to puzzle out right vs. left, a concept that made no sense. It was a combination second and third grade classroom and I'm sure I was supposed to be doing something else, but I was easily distracted.
I finally learned by looking to see on which hand women wore their wedding rings and translating that to other situations.
To this day, I'm always happy for a work-around. I think it's related to math appreciation. There are different paths to the right answer.







