I finally finished my patchwork cottage quilt today. Yipee!
I absolutely adored making this quilt – and instantly wanted to make it again and again in different colourways/seasons. This is the Autumn Cottage. I did start Spring but it was such an epic quilt to make with all those 1 inch bricks that making it again so soon was just too much. I should hunt out the fabrics and get back into it.
And after stitching up the Autumn Cottage, I decided all those windows needed curtains – in reproduction fabrics – that’s what happens when I’m making up my own design as I’m going along. Well – it was so tedious unpicking around each window and adding the half square triangles that I bundled it all up for over a year before I forced myself to finish them off and quilt the darn thing before we left Melbourne.
And look at that blanket – I washed it before using it and it warped weirdly and is now so crooked. Ah well. At least I washed it BEFORE quilting it so now it won’t do weird things to my dear little cottage. And it is super toasty warm and cosy so that’s all good.
All it needed today was the binding. Sort of. I had put a binding on 3 sides before we left Melbourne … but it was hideous! It was a baby blue with pink dots – a fabric I happen to really like but COMPLETELY inappropriate for this quilt – I don’t know WHAT I was thinking. And I’d even hand sewn it down! Geez! So I had to rip off all that binding and replace it with something much lovelier – and I found the perfect toasty cinnamon brown at the very lovely Steph’s Patchwork Fabrics and Stitching Supplies in Moruya.
I’ve always thought that shop looks gorgeous and have wanted to stop many times – and since it was just Noah (equally enthusiastic about gorgeous fabric stores) and me on Monday, driving to a small farm just north of Moruya to collect some little girl guinea pigs, we stopped. Julian never wants to stop. And had a marvellous time oooohing and ahhhing over the loveliness. If you’re ever driving through Moruya – stop at Steph’s – you’ll love it too!
Of course, you’re now looking at my quilt and thinking that can’t possibly be a cottage – it’s 3 stories with an attic! Ah – but it’s a Jane Austen cottage :-) You know – like in Sense and Sensibility when the Dashwoods had to move into their cousin’s cottage – the sort of cottage that would now sell in England for hundreds of thousands of pounds! The sort of cottage that Willoughby declared he loved more than any other sort of home and that he would pull down Coombe Magna just to build it!
Yes – it’s definitely a cottage :-) And a style that I have adored for many, many years. In a former life, I’m sure I lived in a cottage just like this. Probably a rector’s cottage deep in the English countryside – as one of the rector’s many daughters. Where I practiced all the fine arts a lady should have if she wants to make a good marriage ;-) But probably wound up as a spinster living with another sister and looking after her ratty children and trying in vain to keep the unruly servants in line.
If I could convince Julian of the perfection of the “cottage” this is what we would build here at Wombat Hill. Built from beautifully rosy warm stone with deep sills and heavy leadlight sash windows, fireplaces in every room, oak floors that have planks 10 inches wide, and of course that magnificent attic which would be my studio – sigh! Oh wouldn’t that be bliss – and think of the fabulous light and views! I have clearly spent way too much of my life disappearing into English novels set deep in the countryside :-)
Chances of this being our future home – zero. Likelihood I will make 3 more versions – the haunting and soft greys and purples of winter, the pretty liberty style florals of spring, and the jaunty red, white and blue of summer – strong!
But you never know :-)
Meanwhile, on the puppy front … I haven’t properly introduced our latest furry critter – this is Penny Pakkun – she is a 1 year old Puggle (cross Pug and Beagle) that we – well Noah really – brought home 10 days ago. She’d been living with a family up the coast but it wasn’t a good match – they had 3 littlies under 5, a lovely mum who was rushed off her feet, and a dad who wasn’t puppy inclined – and Penny is a very sturdy, affectionate and energetic little dog. She was given a very good start with puppy school, and desexing, and all the right worming and immunisations etc. – but she was living outside and very lonely. So the mum made the heartbreaking-for-her decision to find a new family for Penny. That’s us!
She’s such a darling – very much still a puppy, with lots of learning to do. Like – not biting our hands at night when she’s all psyched up! And not chasing the ducks! And going to the toilet outside! But she’s getting there. Just today she came down with Noah and I to let out the ducks and chickens – and she stayed right by our side and didn’t put a paw out of line. Noah’s doing a superb parenting job – endless patience and enthusiasm.
Penny Pakkun has the warmest, most velvety tummy, a darling little underbite grin, an enthusiasm for mischief that reminds us so much of our dear little Toph, and she makes the funniest noises – she’s really talkative :-) Fu’s still warming to her – they both explode out the gate now to race around the grevillea to razz the little birds that live there – and Fu quite enjoys having a little sidekick. And we love her. So glad she’s here.
And we know Penny Pakkun’s meant to be here because she loooooooooves quilts. Always trying to tug them off the sofa and beds to turn into her own nest. Today, when I was stitching the binding on to the Autumn Cottage, every time I settled it into one position to stitch, Penny Pakkun would nestle in.
So we went out to the caravan, found an older quilt that isn’t a hot favourite, and gave it to her. Oh she knew straight away it was hers. She turned round, and round, and round, and round on it, then settled down into the folds with a big happy sigh and went to sleep.
See – she belongs at the very quilty Wombat Hill!