16 August 2009
reason #793 why I love the internet
Photos don't do this justice.
This quilt, from Tracey is magnificent.
The colours, the applique, the quilting. Did I mention the quilting!
Son #1 was away on camp (his fifth camp this year, only one left now) all week and on Saturday morning I showed it to him. Now it takes a lot to impress a fifteen year old boy, but he was blown away, particularly by the quilting. He kept exclaiming and marvelling over how.much.stitching there is on this thing. He kept saying It must have taken her months! I can't believe it! I think I went up in his estimation, being the recipient of such a work of art :)
Mind you he did marvel at my shawl too, telling me I should give up work, knit shawls all day and sell them to shops for $500 each. He's good for my ego sometimes.
Thank you again Tracey, for this quilt, and this swap. I feel privileged and honoured, and more than a bit warm and fuzzy inside.
In other news, we met the new neighbours. Remember the Fudge of Doom that I took to the old neighbours, left on their doorstep (they weren't home) and never heard a word from, but the For Sale sign went up shortly after? Well this weekend we took a fresh batch of FoD (milk chocolate and hazelnut, for those of you keeping track at home) to the new occupants, and after a false start yesterday (let's just say it clearly wasn't a good time, so we slunk away, telling the boys we'd try again another time - Fudge of Doom strikes again), we were successful today and can report that they are quite lovely. It will be nice to once again have neighbours with whom we can actually have a friendship. Although the house is very posh and despite only having moved in two minutes ago, everything was pristine, beautiful, and in its place, (gah!), with nary a packing box in sight. As we left an hour later, full of tea, cake and Fudge [of Success], I said to the children I think you'd better tidy your rooms before they come and visit us. To which Son #2 responded I think we'd better renovate the house before they come and visit us. God knows what they're doing in dirt-road, rustic-charm, "character-filled" country like this.
In other other news, FIVE SLEEPS until Craft Weekend. Yay! Off to have one of those sleeps right now. Nighty night.