Pastel batiks that look like they were dyed in a bowl of melting sherbet: raspberry, cotton candy pink, powder blue, a wink of seafoam, and buttery cream, all tucked inside a soft lavender border. The pinwheels are the whole show, dozens of little windmills caught mid spin, each one pieced so the blades seem to keep turning even while the quilt lies perfectly still. The mottled batik dye gives every blade its own weather, no two pinks quite the same. Over all that motion runs the Triangle Tangle quilting in cream thread, a merry scramble of angular, faceted lines that jag and crisscross like a flurry of paper airplanes, stitched tone on tone so it whispers instead of shouts. The cream thread ties the whole spinning field together and lets the batiks do the talking.
