At least Booty coordinates with this quilt. Everytime I’ve visited my parents since moving to the UK, I’ve made a quilt — or at least a quilt top. After all, who can go a week or longer without some crafty project? A quilt is good because I can buy all the fabric while I’m here, and I only need a sewing machine and thread (and scissors and a cutting mat, etc) to get on with it. I just have to make sure to leave room for it in my suitcase on the way back.
I picked these colours (black and white, yellow and red) because I’ve been seeing them around the internets a lot lately. This is the perfect example of a colour combination I would have turned my nose up at if I hadn’t seen you crafty ladies making it work so wonderfully.
The top of this quilt is sort of, kind of, very loosely based on a design I saw flicking through a Denyse Schmidt book. I can’t bring myself to make the sort of wonky, wobbly lines she did, but my stripes have varied widths, and I’m really excited to see how it will turn out. I’ve already got the three main stripey panels patched together for the front — I just have to sew them together and add the border. Depending on what fabric is left over, I’ve got a simpler design in mind for the back, and then I just have to decide whether I want to try quilting on the machine or by hand (ugh to both).
I don’t see how you can get anything done with a fuzzy critter rolling on your work. Can’t you train it some more, so it behaves?
Oh your new quilt is sooo cute! The kitten is not half bad either *smile*
this colours are beautiful! I love your model too
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It’s Bootythecat! Let him brush against some lily pollen, then he’ll *really* co-ordinate.
I love the fabrics and the stripes! I can’t bring myself to attempt a quilt with anything other than squares… I’m a chicken that way.
After my last machine quilting experience, which left me with a severe case of craft rage, I’m definitely quilting the next one by hand. Stay tuned for it – should be done sometime in 2051.
*frets*
Lily pollen is really, really poisonous to cats. I just thought I’d mention that. Excuse my being a fretful old woman.
Oh no! Don’t poison the little cat. Use, er, buttercups. No! not buttercups, either. Just leave the pretty, lovely, naturally co-ordinating cat well alone.
Sorry! Thanks for the safety tip. Eek.
And Anna has to check everything before she gives it to the birds. Like if she wants to give them a stick to perch on, she has to check it’s not one of the types of stick that’s poison to them. Honestly: flowers deadly to cats, tree branches deadly to birds – it’s amazing there’s any wildlife out there beyond what’s being actively supervised by pet owners. And I lived a lot of years without realising (because really why would I?) that chocolate causes dogs to explode (or anyway something bad happens).
Chocolate and dogs, well explode is sort of right, from one end anyway. (It does have a worse effect though.) You holding the farm ok Rob? Enjoying the footie?
Anna, gorgeous fabric! How much space will that take up in the spare suitcase?
Thanks for asking, Gemma, but you see I have an imaginary condition known as ‘lazy y chromosome’. Even though it’s a made up ailment, it still stops me enjoying sports properly. And the symptoms are really perverse: England is covered with English flags right now because of the football, but instead of enjoying the matches, I end up reading books about the rise of Nationalism in 30s Europe. Ouch. I’ve been told that beer helps, but even then there are no guarantees.
I stopped by to comment on how much I like the quilt top you are making (very much) but got distracted by the exploding poisonous bird sticks not being supervised by beer drinking nationalists.
Rob, I am disapointed! Lucky you Anna, I wish my other half would be infected with lazy Y chromosome, I am bored of football!
Rob! Are you this funny when Anna’s in town?
Cracking me up.
Well, I think I’m funny, but I put a lot of jokes in the last book I wrote and Anna read it through without laughing once. But she says she was doing a sort of laughing-on-the-inside thing. I think for her to laugh on the outside, someone has to fall on their butt.
That’s not true! Funny noises make me laugh out loud too.
Hmmm . . . I’m guessing, then, that you might be interested in joining the Paulson America’s Funniest Videos-watching club. (And that is an en-dash by the way, you two. And that title is in ital. Just sayin’.)