Tuesday, 24 April 2018
It has been a while since I have had Monday thoughts but I have just completed the applique on the Harry Potter quilt and I needed a break before starting the serious beading.
The weekend before last we went out for a little ride to see my sister-in-law who has broken her humerus, right at the top near the shoulder joint, and after commiserating with her and admiring her bruising - shoulder to wrist all colours of the bruising rainbow - we went to the Hungry Horse for lunch and then came home the pretty way via Gloucester and Ross-on-Wye.
Saturday, 24 March 2018
First trip out for more than four weeks
We went to the Wyevale Garden Centre in Hereford. Yes, I know that's a long way from home but that was the way we were kind of heading. We bought a new tap adaptor for the outside tap because I forgot to remove the one that was on there AND I forgot to turn off the tap so when it froze and split I had home made icicles all over the garden from the resulting spray of water. We also bought a trough thingy that holds a grow bag for my tomatoes - one last go at growing them before I totally give up and pave the whole bl**dy garden.
The we moved on the Oakchurch Farm Shop. I might have mentioned this place before as they always have stuff I desperately need.
|Chocolate Torte and a large latte for me. Mr M had a pot of tea and a can of sprite zero|
|LOOK! LOOK! a special mug for Mr M. We didn't buy it.|
|I am waiting while he goes to the Loo.............. waiting is boring|
|There he is! I miss him so much when he is not right by me|
|See this? This is snow left over from last week|
|When it hangs around like this we always say it is waiting for more. We hope to be proved wrong|
Friday, 23 March 2018
SO, you think you have an idea but it is vague and shrouded in swirls of mist.
You continue with the work in hand and try to allow the vague idea to assume more substantial form.
You finish the work in hand and pay more attention to what your grand children are doing and saying and one of them posts a picture that you INSTANTLY see as a quilt.
And so it begins
|Tentative placement of the first parts of the unicorn|
|The working drawing, based on the picture that Hanna put on her FB wall. (I am told this is "The Last Unicorn"|
|The beading has begun - Emerald eyes for a unicorn that might just be a bit "Goth"|
|Ears, "Always you pull my ears"|
|The crown with sapphires - just found them in the forgotten bead box.|
Have a good weekend and I'll see you on the flip side
Wednesday, 21 March 2018
For World Poetry Day... a sad sonnet by Edna St Vincent Millay (1892 - 1950).
Time does not bring relief; you all have lied
Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
The old snows melt from every mountain-side,
And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane;
But last year's bitter loving must remain
Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide.
There are a hundred places where I fear
To go,—so with his memory they brim.
And entering with relief some quiet place
Where never fell his foot or shone his face
I say, "There is no memory of him here!"
And so stand stricken, so remembering him.
For some reason this has really struck a chord with me.
Friday, 16 March 2018
Because it takes a while to complete a quilt I tend to let my mind drift a little while I am stitching and sometimes I create a back-story for the picture.
Oh did I tell you that my friend who has a curtain shop has had a "bit of a clear out in the workroom" Mr M gave a sigh and bought a large plastic box bigger than a cabin trunk for me to store the fabric. I have promised to share the bounty and I have already given three bags (black bags, large) of fabric to someone who teaches parents of one parent families to sew their own soft furnishings. As I live in the area with the highest national incidence of unmarried parents I am glad to give stuff so that they are learning a skill and gaining a little pride
Now I simply have to go and cut the strips ready to pipe those cushions - oh and order some new needle threaders. ................ Now, where did I put that black tape?
Wednesday, 7 March 2018
It snowed! You noticed didn't you? Youngest son was sent home from work with another chest infection and then it snowed. I intended to do so much but I could feel the sniffles creeping up on me so I spent the whole weekend sitting in my chair by the fire quilting the background of the necktie quilt. On Monday I put the border on it - I used what was left of the ties and now I have it hanging on the dresser so that I can look at it. When I have done that it will go onto the bed in the little bedroom because that's where Wicked Uncle Cliff slept last time he visited and he says that the bed in there is "full of sleep".
|horns legs and wings firmly satin stitched in place. Let the beading begin|
|You can just see the beads on his eyes|