No Safer Road to Travel

It's Farmer's Wife Friday already! Please meet "Country Path" and "Sliver Lane" hanging out on one of my stepping stones leading to the deck. Aren't they pretty? In case you are keeping track, you are looking at a grand total of 75 pieces in these two six inch blocks!  Whew! These little guys are not for the faint of heart. I'm just sayin'!

 Still hoping to not actually use a template to create my blocks, I remembered a handy dandy ruler that I own that helped out in the piecing of tiny triangles: The Easy Angle Ruler.

 See those little guys around the outside edge of the block?

 By pairing two fabric strips, right sides together, I was able to cut out the triangles and sew them without much handling.

 I had to remember to sew them in two different matching sets for my pattern.

 I used  the folded corners method on the center square rather than cut and piece little triangles to a weird shaped center. Easy enough.

 I measured and cut all of the squares with my rotary cutter and ruler. Fortunately, this time my block came out almost perfect...there are a couple of little wobbles on the outside, but I'll never tell. I like the stronger contrast in my fabric choices this time around as well.

 My second block had some funky shaped pieces around the outside but by measuring carefully, I was able to cut them out of a long strip.

 It all came together fairly easily and I love the pink and aqua fabrics with the grey in the corners. My favorite part is that tiny center pinwheel...so cute! I made it larger to begin with and then trimmed it down to the right size. 

 In answer to the question, "If you had a daughter of marriageable age, would you, in light of your own experience, want her to marry a farmer?", Mrs. E.M.L of Furnas County, Nebraska answered "Yes." Here's part of her reasoning: "I know no safer road to travel through real living....It is the sense of safety, the assurance of food, shelter and drink, and the knowledge that work yields something definite, that gives happiness."

Around the age of eleven,  own story involves a road I remember well. It's the mile long hike to the bus stop from our house every morning and back in the afternoon. Even in the winter. And I lived to tell about it! I was the farmer's daughter.
Be sure to visit my friend, Cindy, at Live a Colorful Life today to see what these blocks look like in solid fabrics. Thanks for stopping by.