This summer, much of my sewing has revolved around presents. My daughters are of an age when many of their friends are getting married and having babies, so I am thrilled to commemorate the events in fabric. They are thrilled to have me do it. One lovely young lady is getting a cushion, but I felt she was being short changed, and I thought, “I’ll make her a quilt.” She’s very socially and environmentally conscious, so I dragged out my orphan blocks with the intention of crafting them into a present. I sent this picture to my daughter, her good friend, who said, “No to the quilt, Mom. The cushion will be perfect.” Translation: “I love the cushion, but that quilt is out of control.”I can’t honestly say I blamed her, but I realized that I wanted to make the quilt. I REALLY wanted to make the quilt. I thought, “Who will want this?”. The obvious answer was, “Me.” It would live by the water, keeping me cozy in the early mornings and late evenings when I took beverages of various kinds to enjoy beside the pond. It would be my Boathouse quilt.
Talk about a dREAMi project! I dropped everything, including the cushion, and made this quilt. It took a week, start to finish, despite the fact I work most days and had a number of evening social events. We won’t discuss when I started sewing in the morning. Firstly, I turned the compass into a square. It looks like it no longer points due north, but when it is on my wharf, it does. The wharf faces north west.
The wall was too small. I moved the blocks onto the design floor. You think I’m joking? The floor has an open staircase on one side, so you can go partly upstairs and survey it.
The arrangement on the left came first. Then I found some more orphans. I removed the screaming curved block on the right edge and substituted a star. Some placements were obvious, like the flying geese with the flying goose, but others were not. I felt there needed to be a unifying element. There were lots of 2″ squares, but that didn’t quite do the trick. Then I discovered some strips of 1″ squares that I had assembled for another project but didn’t use. All of a sudden, I was happy. I did a little more editing as I assembled the flimsy, making changes on the fly. Partial seams and rotary cutter were keys to success.
Then I purchased some thick, very soft fleece, and some thin polyester batting and quilted it. I’m always a little leery of backing with stretchy fleece, and keep the motifs simple- I have had some very puckering experiences. This went amazingly well. There are flowers and waves and hearts and fish and a giant feather. There are even a few words, like “hen, turkey, chicken, DUCK.” That was our chant to get reluctant swimmers in the water. It’s Ok. You don’t have to get in today. Ah, the joys of living alone! I have a sewing room and a half downstairs, but love to use the kitchen table for binding quilts. On went the plain navy; anything else was just too much for this fussy quilt. I finished hand sewing it down this morning and took it to the pond to take some pictures.
The fog was just lifting, and the light was really amazing, all bright but diffused. Here are some shots.
I’m calling it the Boathouse Quilt. Here’s the boathouse with its quilt in front.
You can just imagine me, sitting in the chair, enjoying the view.
These are the results of my change in vantage point: standing, sitting and lying.
When the sun was almost out, I tried to get some shots of the texture, but they’re not great. The quilt is quilted. You can trust me on that. Because this is my absolutely favourite shot, I’m showing it again. And now, I must get back to that cushion.
Happy week of celebrating on both sides of the 49th parallel.
Linking up with Sandra’s dREAMi round up at mmmquilts
and Dione at the Clever Chameleon.