The quilting part was quite straightforward as it was easy to follow the imaginary line that runs through hexagons on my sewing machine. I was glad of the advice from my little book that told me to sew from the middle out, as that stops the material from puckering (apparently!).
I also embroidered the names of my friend, her husband and the word 'baby', along the bottom edge along with my name and the due month - January 2011. Unfortunately I hadn't realised she was due on 30th January and being her first baby, it would inevitably be late. And indeed, still no news. A bit of re-stitching might be required, or I could just leave it as an anecdote for Junior in the future.
For the back of the quilt I used the rest of a cotton sheet that some of the hexagons were cut from. It was probably one of the many my Mum picked up in various markets during summers in France. I thought I could either leave it in a cupboard with the millions of other beautiful linen sheets she acquired, or I could cut it up and use it so that others could appreciate the pretty pattern. I think I made the right choice.
I haven't got another project planned although I like the idea of continuing to make quilts for old friends as they start to have babies so in order to be prepared, I believe you really can't have too many fat quarters. Mrs. Plum was a particularly bad influence at the recent Stitching and Craft Show at Sandown when she 'made' me buy all of the the material below:
Of course I have no regrets and I also splashed out on three blue shiny buttons for a bargainous 30p and a rather nice old ebony crochet hook (also in photo), more because I like picking up antiques than because I'm any good at crochet. Good to be prepared though.
And now for something completely different.
Because I haven't written for so long, I thought I'd also include a brief note about some stunning things I saw on a recent trip to Holland. One afternoon, I took myself off to Delft which is about an hour away from Amsterdam. It was windy and rainy, but still a beautiful, historic town complete with canals, almshouses and Dutch-style cobbles. I visited a museum that used to be the house of an art collector and which he'd filled with woodcarvings, paintings and traditional Delft blue ceramic tiles that he recovered from other houses being demolished. A couple of my favourite examples:
And despite the weather, I loved the view out into the garden as you could see the ornate carving on the woodwork around the covered terrace. I took a photo so that when I have my dream house, I can do something similar.
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