Sunday, June 11, 2017

Scrappy Happiness

This last little while, my days have been pleasantly filled with scrappy happiness. After stitching some considerable projects of late, I felt a desire to stitch something effortless and easy, something that wouldn't tax my pea brain. With this thought in mind I picked up my happy, scrappy hexagon quilt once more and continued stitching. Yes indeedy, lately my days have been pleasantly filled with a little hexie love!


Me and my little Bernina have been whirring away in my sunny sewing room, whipping up hundreds of little hexagons in readiness to hand stitch them to my quilt-as-you-go hexagon quilt.


Me and my little Bernina have been  building teetering, tottering piles of hexagons.





Old Man Winter has arrived downunder and though the mornings and evenings are a wee bit chilly, we have been experiencing lovely, sunny days. On these sun-filled mornings my sewing room beckons me. Stitching away with Old Man Sun overlooking my shoulder fills me with bliss.

Of course there are those days when Old Man Sun has others ideas about beaming his warmth on my humble abode. Some days for one reason or another he has decided it is a no show day, so it is these mornings I find myself sitting in front of the crackling fire hand stitching each hexie to the quilt.

Of course, long morning stitching sessions require many a cup of tea. =)


I originally stitched this quilt with the thought in mind of using it to throw over a sofa, but have now decided to make it into a queen size bed quilt for the boudoir. I know, I know, you are thinking "how many quilts does one woman need in her boudoir?". I already have my Cathedral Window quilt and my vintage linens, scrappy-licious quilt for the bed, but I have found with Old Man Sun casting his sunbeams all day in my boudoir my quilts are fading a little too quickly. Even though my favourite kinda quilts are those that are a little faded and have become squishy squashy after many washings, the quilts on my bed are paling a little too 'lickety-split' for my liking. So much time and effort goes into the stitching of a quilt that one would like to enjoy them for a long while. Hence the reason I need many a quilt so that I can interchange them often in order to keep the effects of all that sunshine at bay. Anyway, the more quilts the merrier, is what I say.



Notice how the fabrics on one side of the quilt have faded. This quilt has only been on the bed for four months.

Old Man Sun casts his sunny smile of happiness all day in my boudoir. I am that gal who every morning throws open the curtains to allow the sunshine's magical beams of warmth, light and happiness, permeate every corner. I am that gal who welcomes Old Man Sun, allowing him to embrace the rooms in my humble abode with all his brilliance.



Have you ever visited homes where on bright and sunny days the curtains are drawn all day? I have. I walk into these homes and feel a sense of darkness and cheerlessness. If only the occupants would fling open the curtains and allow the sunlight to invade each room, banishing the dimness of every nook and cranny, replacing these dark hidey holes with the whistling of Old Man Sun's bright and merry tune. If only they would allow their homes to be awash with warmth and sunny brilliance casting all those icky, dark shadows away forevermore. I don't know about you, but I find sunshine-filled rooms always bring a smile to my day. Somehow, rooms that are showcased by the sun seem to nourish my soul. Indeed, many a day I find solace sitting and stitching in a sun-drenched room.

But.....enough of me prattling on about Old Man Sun. Over the next little while I will continue to enjoy stitching my happy, scrappy hexie quilt. I also have been thinking about my next quilt. Hard to believe I know, but I am thinking my next quilt might just include a little hexie EPP stitching. Who would've thought!! =D Oh.....and there is a bag to stitch for a friend's daughter's birthday. It could be a little while till I 'chat' with you lovelies again.

Until the  next time..........




Monday, May 22, 2017

Ship Ahoy

This past week I have been buried under swaths and swaths of fabric whipping up a cubby house fit for a pirate. One of my friend's little boy, Eli, celebrated his first birthday. I know.....how exciting!! Of course turning one demands a fun gift, a gift that will bring oodles of make believe into a little boy's day.

And.....what better way to encourage a little make believe into a little boy's day than to fashion a cubby house with a pirate theme. I decided to stitch a cubby house that fits over my friend's kitchen table. Every little boy wants to sail away on the seven seas.....right?? Every little boy wants to go a-sailing with the thought of adventure upmost in his mind, to explore distant lands, to perhaps happen upon "that" island and the treasure that is marked with an "X" on his map. Every little pirate wants to find fame and fortune.

When I worked in childcare, one thing I always noticed was that kids love to make cubbies out of all manner of things....sheets, blankets, chairs, tables, boxes.....whatever they could lay their hands on. Children love to hide away in a small, snug place, a hidey-hole where they are safe and cocooned away from the world; a place where their vivid imaginations can run wild.

But back to the pirate cubby house. A while ago I borrowed a craft book titled, "Belle and Boo Book of Craft" written by Mandy Sutcliffe, where from cover to cover there are wonderful crafty ideas to make for children. I was rather taken with the pirate theme cubby house. Isn't it sweet??



The rudimentary need of a pirate if he is to sail the seven seas in search of adventure in far away lands, is a ship. But....before I chat about the 'building' of the ship, let me first introduce you to the birthday boy, One-Eye Eli. He is the sweetest little boy, always smiling and has the most placid of personalities. Though, the waving of that cutlass from ear to ear, by our swashbuckling buccaneer seems to belie that sweet and innocent expression.




I wanted "One-Eye Eli" and his big sister, Ari, to feature on the ship. I took photos of the both of them and then printed these onto fabric, whilst seeing to it that they were dressed in appropriate pirate attire. One-Eye Eli is the master of this ship. With his cutlass and his beguiling smile he will protect his sister and his ship. =)





The main part of the cubby was stitched in a blue canvas-type fabric representing the sky. For the bottom of the cubby I found a cool, ocean theme fabric for the water where a magical, underwater world glides and swims below. I fashioned the ship from strips of old jeans with the masts of the ship in a black cotton fabric. Every pirate ship has portholes. These I fashioned out of a clear plastic. It is of upmost importance that  every pirate keeps an eye on what is happening outside whilst sailing the high seas. A pirate must always be on the lookout for marauding and pillaging pirate ships sailing on his horizon.


Parrots, swords, bunting, peek-a-boo portholes, a jolly roger, anchors, fish........., Eli's cubby is a place where the imagination can escape to far away lands. It is a fun place to play, or in those quiet times a place to perhaps have a nap, or perhaps take time out to have a book read to him. 





Anchors aweigh! The 'door' that entices each child into the magical, cubby world of all things piratey reveals the anchor diving deep, deep down into the sea.



For the table top of the cubby, I found a fabulous print of the world with fact after fact about different countries. Not only can "the pirates" pretend all things piratey, they can have fun with some 'learnin'!



Aaarrgghhh......it's party time. Sooo......much fun to be had!!










With the party over, with the auspicious celebration at an end and the guests having kissed sweet One-Eye Eli goodbye, hopefully there will be many, many imaginative trips to faraway lands where swashbuckling escapades are to be had. Hopefully there will be many, many moments of magical, pirate cubby house, play to be enjoyed by li'l One-Eye Eli and his fellow bucanneers. "Yo Ho! Yo Ho! 'Tis a pirate's life for me!"

As I sat and stitched Eli's cubby this week, my mind ran away with me. How fun it would be to fashion a cubby with a castle featuring knights and dragons and sweet maidens; or perhaps a sweet, little cottage complete with pretty curtains peeking from behind the windows and of course sweet, pretty flowers hugging the cubby all the way round. Aah yes.......the stuff of a fanciful imagination!

Until the next time..............


Sharing this week with lovely Jann's, Share Your Cup.




Saturday, May 13, 2017

Happiness is a flower.......or two!

This last little while I have been having a rather relaxed time. I have been playing ladies enjoying tea parties and have been playing with pretty ribbons; with other such genteel pursuits thrown into the mix of everyday.

The husband of a dear friend of mine has been feeling poorly of late and has gone through some anxious moments. As she lives in Sydney and I live way down here at the bottom of the world, I thought I would send her a basket of flowers. Not the kind that putrify into a pongy bunch of organic matter, but the kind that never fade away, the kind that will put a smile in my friend's heart forevermore. Yes indeedy, I thought another flower cushion, Kim style,  would be the perfect gift to sprinkle a little sunshine and love in my friend's very worrying days.



Yet again, I gathered an assortment of pretty ribbons and fashioned pansies, roses, fuchsias, chrysanthemums and leaves. I thought this pretty fabric with butterflies fluttering allover would be perfect for the cushion. After all butterflies and flowers are the best of friends. My friend loves the hue blue, so pretty, blue flowers feature in the basket.

Sitting in my sewing room, with the morning sunshine radiating warmth and contentment I happily coaxed pretty ribbons into flowers stitching as I went, cinching each flower here and there. For the basket I weaved raffia-type ribbon in and out. This ribbon really adds the texture and feel of a bone fide basket.



After auditioning the arrangement, popping a  pansy here and a rose or two there, some leaves sprinkled throughout tucked away peeping from behind pretty blossoms, I began to stitch. I know you have seen my cushions of baskets filled with dancing flowers before, but every arrangement is a little different, is it not??

With the fashioning of my basket of overspilling flowers complete with a few little changes here and there, I stitched the cushion. I changed the ribbon for the bow as I decided the darker pink looked a li'l spiffier. Actually, the finished arrangement is a little different to that above, but that is what happens when you play with pretty, ribbon flowers; one always changes a flower or two.




On the back of the cushion, a lovely sentiment stitched on a doily to my lovely friend.


I have gifted many of these cushions to friends. Though a bouquet of fresh flowers is one of the most delightful things to receive, I always think a forever bouquet of flowers sitting ever so prettily in a ribbon basket is the perfect gift.


Hopefully this little basket of ever-flowering blossoms will put a smile in my friend's heart in these most anxious of days.


Just because 'we' are waxing lyrical about a flower or two, let's talk about Hydrangeas and their glorious autumnal, petal dresses. The bushes that grow under the canopy of trees have mellowed into the prettiest of autumnal shades. Being protected from the frost under the cover of trees, they have been allowed to change slowly without being burnt to a crisp by Jack Frost. Indeed they seem to have escaped his icy clutches.



With the garden being now bare of any pretty colour, I picked a few last remnants of Hydrangeas. They too will soon disappear, and won't return till November. I cannot believe I have been continually picking bunches for seven months. Hydrangeas truly are the most wonderful flowers.


I love the pretty autumnal-hued Hydrangeas against the soft shades of a vintage Italian coverlet.





Then again, I love the soft autumnal Hydrangeas as the star attraction against sumptuous folds of Fuchsia pink velvet. No matter the backdrop, Hydrangeas or indeed any blossom, shine.

Indeed a pretty flower fashioned by the twirling and ruching of ribbons, or a freshly picked flower from the garden always touches my heart with a smile. Either the fresh new beauty of Spring or indeed those that bloom beautifully even though their flowering season is drawing to a close, fading with their autumnal beauty; no matter which, a flower or two always puts a smile in my day.

As it is Mother's Day this Sunday, I would love to wish all you lovely mums the most blessed of days. For me, as it is with some of you, Mother's Day is bittersweet. For those of us whose darling mums are no longer here to celebrate the day with us, it is a day of sweet remembrances. Oh, how I would love to give my lovely mum one more hug, to be embraced with her sweet smile that always warmed my heart one more time......to cry with, to laugh with, to chat with, to enjoy that cup of tea with. So, so many happy and beautiful memories to be cherished in my heart. So, so many love-filled times that will always be held close to my heart.


This Mother's Day may all you lovelies enjoy a little sunshine, much love and many happy memories spent with your loved ones.....oh, and enjoy a li'l flower or two.

Until the next time.......