It’s been a forgettable kind of week, dominated by such a bad cold that I seriously couldn’t get out of bed for two days and completely lost my appetite. Does that make it flu? Whatever I’m better now and even had two allotment sessions in the sunshine on Thursday and Friday.
The silver lining is that I’ve had lots of time to crack on with the canvas needlework that I need to finish by the end of this month, in order to allow enough time for blocking, if I’m to use it for my upholstery course project in October. Ten days ago I thought all was lost, but today I feel it’s possible. Those of you who do this kind of work will know that even a couple of square inches represents about a solid hour of stitching.
Yesterday morning the sun was streaming into the kitchen so I decided it was time to get on with making my tulip design canvas needlework into a cushion. I cut the bottle green cotton velvet, pinned, tacked, had a practise on the sewing machine to get the tension and stitch length right and off I went. Honestly, it was easy, I don’t know what I was so worried about. I even finished the raw edges with a zig zag stitch, which I thought was almost professional. I stuffed the 16 inch square cushion with an 18 inch square feather pad and hand sewed the opening and it’s done and in use.
The other home-based job I’ve done this week is to sort out my bookcase. A few years ago, I guess as a form of therapy, I colour-coded my books. Not a good idea. For two years it hasn’t been easy to readily locate a book without scanning the entire case. My books are now arranged as they’d always been: alphabetical prose, poetry and drama, natural history, history, gardening and reference. Phew, what a relief. I also went to the library and after discharging a hefty fine (oops!) chose another selection of great books including one on flower arranging (Vic Brotherson’s “Vintage Flowers”), one on dyeing and Carola Hicks’ “Girl in a Green Gown” for Annie’s read-along starting next week.
Other highlights this week include picking apples from my Lord Lambourne tree, eating corn on the cob and sleeping under the log cabin quilt which I started making at the end of last year and only finished in May this year. (I hand quilted and that part took months and months.) It was this patchwork project to use up some of my mother’s stash that introduced me to the wonderful world of blogging. Whoever knew there was so much support, advice, cheeriness and fun to be had in Blogland?