a flower for the armchair
It’s finished. There were probably a few more hours of stitching over the weekend, than studying … but … it was just so nice and there had been lots of study the previous 5 days! Keeping with the making it up on the trot, I added some very late leaves.
I am pleased with what they add to the flower – in terms of anchoring it a bit and adding some lovely green, but they clearly needed to be appliqued on BEFORE the flower petals – I couldn’t get them tucked under enough and when the cushion is moved, the leaves’ edges show. Hmmm. Am I bothered by this – a little. Am I bothered enough to fix them … nope. I can live with this and neither Julian or Abby have noticed so that’s fine with me :-)
The border is sweet – and as usual, it is related to so many of the other soft furnishings and quilts around the house – I love this aspect of patchwork. All cousins! I cut it out, got into a complete funk over a completely unrelated issue so left it all heaped on the ironing board … sat and stewed a while, gave myself a kick, and went back in and sewed it on. And it was lovely.
As was the quilting. I am really enjoying the quilting more and more. I just need … note that word, Julian, need … one of those wonderful quilting frames so that I may stand in front of it and guide the machine round and round my stretched out and marvellously accessible quilts. Oohhhhh wouldn’t that be something. One day. When I’ve finished my study and am working and earning all that money. Ha!
Now I’m sitting here at my desk .. the desktop is a snowy field of articles and worksheets … epithelial tissue in the cardiovascular system and a reflective piece on practices in the special care nursery. I’m focussing on empowering and supporting mothers in this environment, the use of therapeutic and gentle touch with those wee, fragile babes, and the pros and cons of the referral system – you wouldn’t believe how many health professionals one mum can see in the space of a morning, all with their barrage of information and instructions – enough to make your head roll off your shoulders and down the corridor! And in the front room, Abby practices her cello whilst the flower smiles from the corner. Mum, we really need to cover those armchair cushions!