Monday saw me put nephew's quilt on the machine, ready to do a couple of rows. As it isn't a large quilt, I just kept going and took it off late in the afternoon.
|Close up of pattern. I didn't want anything too structured because of the large light spaces and feel that it looks OK.|
|Slightly blurred photo of it on the machine.|
Tuesday started out so wonderful, it made my heart sing all day. I readied myself early in the morning for a chat to a good friend via Skype. It's only the third time I've ever tried and it was awesome. Talking to somebody on the other side of the world and being able to see them, would have been unbelievable a few years ago. Technology can be good, at times.
Later that day after doing some chores, I cut and made the binding for two quilts, then we took a birthday present and cake down to my friend Joy, whose birthday it is today. She was out, but rang me later, to say thank you.
Wednesday saw me put both bindings on the quilts and sew a backing for another to go on the machine. Am I on a roll? Late in the afternoon, we decided to go and fetch some milk and cotton! We needed milk and I needed cotton for the handsewing of the binding. Didn't have colours to match either backing, so we took the thermos with us and sat near the Lake for a cuppa, but didn't venture out as it was blowing a gale. Even the car shook every now and then. Whilst in Spotlight to buy said reels of cotton, I came out with both of these.
|Fabric and book!|
Now for a funny story. Not sure whether I'm just contrary or stupid. Many years ago, whilst still living in NSW, we used to go to Sydney to visit my parents. At the time it was only about 1 1/2 hours drive and quite often I'd visit different quilt shops too. One wasn't so much a shop, but the garage of a lady who sold fabric at discount prices. This particular day, browsing the shelves, I noticed a bolt sticking out badly, which I thought might catch someones leg, so bent over to push it in, when a voice said, "OMG, you wouldn't dare buy that, it's disgusting". Being me and not likeing to be told what I should like or not like, I bought 2 metres of it. Got out to the care and said to hubby, "Oh dear, what have I done". Showed him the fabric and he thought it rather bright and not me at all.
When we got home, I cut a little swatch and carried it in my purse for a long time, wondering what on earth I had done. Well, maybe it took time, but this is what I eventually did with the "wacky" fabric.
|This is the quilt and it will be going on the machine next. Also, see my lovely new quilt stand.|
|Closeup of said fabric.|
|A scarf I'm knitting for a special someone. The wool and pattern were bought whilst in UK> It really is pretty.|
Take care and huggles,