Saturday, September 16, 2017

Oh, Sweet Spring!

Down here in this little part of the world the land is awakening with the sounds and scents of Spring. With each day the Spring sun warms the brown earth. The breath of Spring is fragrant with sweet flowers of the Wattle Trees, Jonquils, Daffodils, Weeping blossom trees, Bluebells and Hyacinths. The first colour of Spring down here at the bottom of the world is a sea of yellow. The landscape is bursting with the cheery, yellow blossoms of the Wattle trees.

The Golden Wattle (Acacia Pycnantha) is Australia's national flower. Each Golden Wattle has many large fluffy, yellow, sweet-smelling flower heads where each flower head is a bunch of many tiny flowers. Each flower has five very small petals and these flowers are arranged in dense rounded or elongated clusters which are almost hidden by the long stamens.

With the garden  beginning to sing a gentle Spring song and the flowers beginning to bloom, my 'florist' fingers have been itching to play once again with the flowers that have begun to smile at me. This past little while has found me walking in the garden, gathering a pretty bloom or two and popping them  in an assortment of pretty vessels. As I have intimated before my kind of floral arrangement is popping a flower here and there in an effortless arrangement that pleases my eye. I use the 'florist' title rather loosely as I certainly am not a florist. I am that gal that quickly throws arrangements together in a rather hurriedly and haphazard fashion.

As you know, I am a little obsessed with fashioning still life arrangements of flowers and pretty tablecloths, quilts, fabrics.......or whatever. it has been a rather bleak and flowerless Winter, I fear the first flush of Spring blooms has made me a li'l giddy with excitement. The first signs of Spring has resulted in me going a li'l overboard with the generating of the odd floral still life or two. So hope you do not mind the 'few' happy snaps that follow. =) Perhaps make yourself a cuppa in a pretty teacup (it'll help pass the time) and enjoy!

As we all know bright and cheery yellow and blue, blue, blue always play ever so nicely together.

Love, love, LOVE the blue and yellow do-si-doh-ing in a happy dance!

Swirls and twirls of beribboned flowers dancing round and round in an embrace of sheer joyousness!

Red and yellow and pink and green, Orange and purple and blue.
I can sing a rainbow, sing a rainbow, I can sing a rainbow too!

Some pretty batik fabric with a sprinkling of Pansies and other sweet pretties.

A watering can of Alstromeria and a quilt or two always makes for a pretty still life. =) Alas the pretty Alstromerias are not from my garden but from the green grocers. What can I say, I could not resist buying a bunch or two.

Oh dear, I did get a little exuberant with my Spring still lifes, didn't I. =) Oh well, such is my life. The arrival of the first flush of Spring flowers is always joyous to me.

If you have gazed upon my happy snaps until the end,  thank you so much. I am quite certain over the next few months me and my little camera will be happily clicking away, trying to capture the beauty of the festival that is sweet Spring. 

Sending you all a little Spring love to your li'l corner of the world. Until the next time...............

Wednesday, August 30, 2017

Spring is A-Comin!

'Tis Winter......but Spring is a-comin! So very happy about that. Come to think of it I am doing a happy dance. I am happily shooing away Ole Man Winter round the bend in our country road as I have become rather weary of his frosty and cranky demeanor.

Small evidences that Spring is not far off are happening in this little neck of the woods. The garden has been rather dismal and devoid of colour these past months, but ever so slowly, the Spring bulbs are just beginning to awaken from their deep, wintry sleep and pop up their pretty, little heads to herald that Spring is a-comin.

It seems Spring is a-comin to my sewing room as well. I have been working on my EPP hexies, albeit slowly.  I have been stitching my pretty hexies into blocks of gleeful flowers. As I stitch these blossoms of delight, they do make me smile.

I used apple green and white polka dot fabric for the stems and leaves.

I have also been stitching smaller EPP hexie flowers using 3/4" hexagon papers. For the centres I thought I might use snippets of my lovely embroidered linens.

At the moment imaginations are colliding around in my brainpan as to how the hexie flowers are going to dance on the quilt. I am still playing with the design. I feel it is going to be another bright and happy scrappy quilt. Someday I am going to grow up and join the big girls who fashion quilts that require a lot of  accurate and precision stitching; I really, really will. You know the quilts; the ones that when you look at them, you scratch your head and wonder "how in the world did 'she' make that?????" Come to think of it, my Cathedral Window was a big girl's quilt and I didn't enjoy stitching that one at all. So, perhaps I will just stay in my world of rudimentary quilts and have oodles of fun. =)

Over the next week or so, I will happily sit in my sunny, sewing room and enjoy a little more hand stitching. As Ole Man Winter and his arctic-like sidekick, Jack Frost retreat and journey to those of you whom live way up there, I will dream of happy things.....Spring, warm sunshine, flowers, little birdies singing and pretty, blossom-filled quilts.

Let the birdies sing......"Spring, Spring, Spring"!

Yes indeedy, Spring is A-Comin!

Sunday, August 20, 2017

Happiness is a finished quilt

Happiness is indeed a finished quilt. Finally......the last stitch of my of my quilt-as-you-go, scrappy hexagon quilt has been stitched; so excited!! I know, I know, it doesn't take much to excite this gal.

I started this quilt two years ago. You have probably seen one too many posts of me waxing lyrical about this pretty; sorry about that. I prattled on about this pretty here and here, where Esmeralda and her sweet, sweet family took up residence in our Forget-me-nots and then the Hydrangeas, in their cute as cute, little teapot. 

Remember the tale.....Doris fashioned some hexagons and donated them to the cause. Alas, they up-sticks a little while later and I haven't seen or heard of them since; more's the pity, as Doris' help with the stitching of the hexies was invaluable. =) That magical tale just got curioser and curioser!

But back to my scrappy hexie. I started stitching this pretty during a very dark period in both my husband's and my life. My husband had just been diagnosed with cancer and we didn't really know what walking down that difficult, scary and shadowy path would entail. I found the slow, hand stitching of my hexie during my husband's weeks and weeks of horrible radiation therapy, undergoing major surgery and a long convalescence, helped to calm my soul and to some degree muffle my troubled spirit. Indeed the stitching of this pretty in some ways, helped prevent me from falling down that slippery slope of uncertainty and fear. The slow stitching of this pretty gave my fingers and mind something to focus on during those very long days and nights.

I know I have said it before, but I really love hand stitching. I love the slowness of it. I love the exactness of it, and, as you have probably cottoned onto by now, I love stitching QAYG hexie quilts. If I live to be 100 I will never, never tire of looking at or fashioning a hexie quilt.

Why I love scrappy quilts so much is the random abundance of fabrics. I love the pastiche of fabrics, the mishmosh nature of these quilts, so to speak. I love the fact that I can use any fabric from my stash, even little leftovers from projects dating back over 30 years. I love the fact that I don't have to be too fussy with the placement of each hexagon. In this hexie pretty there are remnants of fabric that I acquired many, many moons ago, and alas, are no more.

Aah....all those lovely fabrics sitting ever so prettily in my armoire. Such a pretty sight. What say you??

The front.

The back.

This QAYG hexie quilt is a queen bed size with the quilt draping generously over the sides and the bottom of the bed. There are 550 hexagons (which involved cutting out 1,100 individual hexagons) which were individually machine stitched around the frame of each one and then hand stitched together with  tiny stitches on the back. I stitched strips of fabric, covering every seam on the back, which in essence really gives me two quilts. This of course meant a lot of  work, but I always think the covering of the back seams gives the quilt added beauty and charm.

So, another finished quilt to grace the bed in the boudoir. This pretty hexie is not one for the colour-phobe! Indeed it glows with bright and happy chromaticity and each individual hexagon sings with gorgeous pattern and vibrancy. 

The sides of my hexie pretty.

The bottom of my hexie pretty.

Sometimes early in the mornings; on those now-and-then lazy, sunny mornings I laze in bed with my morning cuppa (in a teacup with a pretty hexagon pattern, of course.......who would've thought) and sit and gaze at the multifarious fabrics. They look pretty playing ever so nicely with each other. Each one of them truly do sing in unison, combining in the most delightful of songs. Actually, I am here on this bright and sunny Sunday morning with my quilt wrapped around me typing this post. This quilt really does bring a smile to my dial. I cannot but be joyful at the sight of it. Love, love, love this quilt! Love, love, love the bright, happy and colourful essence of it.

For now I will put my hexie templates away for a little while,  but I have no doubt, given my penchant for a hexie quilt or two, they will make another appearance sometime down my yellow brick road of stitching. This hexie pretty has travelled with me on many trips in our jalopy, whilst meandering around the countryside, over hill and dale. Indeed, so many times I have been buried under this pretty, slowly stitching many a stitch while enjoying the surrounding vistas which enveloped me.

Yes indeedy, each happy, smidgen of fabric, each individual hexagon and the slow hand stitching really did get me through some very dark days. The stitching of this quilt has nourished my soul, throughout many, many an hour during the last couple of years. So many memories are wrapped around this quilt. So many stitches were stitched whilst walking down that path towards my husband's wellness. So many prayers whispered to my Heavenly Father, and loving thoughts are stitched into this quilt.

So.......another finished quilt to add to that pile of scrappy happiness in my bedside cupboard. Can one ever have too many scrappy quilts?? This gal thinks most definitely not!

What can I say, except to say that happiness is a finished quilt; especially if that quilt oozes oodles and oodles of scrappy loveliness. Until the next time.......