Changing my mind
Bright but...a mess. Tilda and Anna Maria fabrics feature prominently. |
My husband was away for a few days, visiting our son. I took the opportunity to do a fair amount of reading on The Hawk Book 1, going to two sessions of PT for my right hip and knee, raking leaves, designing a quilt, then redesigning a quilt. Because sometimes fast isn't best.
Fast is what I wanted this quilt to be; eight-inch squares would sew up VERY SPEEDILY, yet they looked a mess, but this is for me, for winter, and for much of that season it wouldn't even be wholly visible on the bed, covered by a slender but necessary blanket I crocheted eons ago. So basically this quilt doesn't need to be spectacular, merely WARM. I'll double the batting, back it with flannel, and be super happy on cold nights, lol.
Yet.... When I went to bed after the initial design, I wasn't happy. I wasn't mad either, not at myself for the haphazard manner of putting together a new quilt top, but I sighed as I grew sleepy, considering options for how to nice up this rather pedantic effort. The fabrics are my faves, but they're also BUSY. Too active to be smushed right against one another. Too pretty to be thrown together without buffers to ease their distractive beauty. Too nice to covered by a crocheted throw? No, but.... But I wanted to make this quickly, or as fast as possible for a large blanket. It's going to be around 72" by 88", whoa momma! And I don't plan to machine quilt any of it, hah! (Future Me just rolled her eyes, fyi.) I'll hand quilt it and by the time it's done, winter will be in full swing and I'll be oh-so-ready to drape it on my side of our bed!
Wholly improved! And I didn't have to cut all the small squares, finding them in my stash. Now that's a WIN! |
So okay, that's, uh, GREAT! Especially now, since I cut more fabric, then aligned the pieces as you see above. I searched my stash for enough low volume prints, using up some oldies that I guess were saved just for this moment. Past Me nods, wondering when I was going to use these fabrics purchased ages ago, or ages to me, not to her. Timeline conundrums erupt, but whatever. The main thing is I have a design for which all facets of myself are pleased, and now it's just a matter of sewing together this first half, then designing the second half, then....
Then I breathe deeply, wondering if there is time enough to do that before guests arrive in early November. I hope so. I hope I can get the quilt top stitched, by machine lol, then perhaps basted. Then it can be draped over the sofa until the evenings, when we lounge in the living room, watching TV or chatting. Again, the hand-quilting is going to be a languid affair, I'm in no hurry for that aspect. Yet I am wishing to reach that part as soon as possible amid the usual hoo-haa of life.
So, that's the latest on a sunny, warm-ish Sunday afternoon. I'm torn between wanting to start sewing and desiring a treat of ice cream eaten outside in the sun. I think I'll start with the latter, then return inside. Because in the latter part of October, warm-ish days are to be savoured. That quilt will be sewn together eventually, so off I go for a little taste of chocolate and blackberry bliss!