quilting through the heat
It is freaking hot. Has been for days. Dry intense hot. Yuck. (see, told you I could whinge, I’ve been practicing all week.)
And – so bizarrely – there’s no cool change! Melbourne is FAMOUS for its cool changes. CarolAnn will tell you – you walk into the cinema and it’s 42 degrees – you walk out two hours later and it’s 19 degrees. But this – it’s been getting hotter each day since last Wednesday! Even the weatherman was amazed – he looked at us through that tv screen – straight at us, I swear – and said, “And strangely enough, there’s no cool change coming our way. That’s right – this heat is just going to keep going.” Oh my god! That sounds like we are going to miss out on autumn!
The heat drains me. By the time darkness falls, I just want to lay on the bed in front of the fan. At least – practicing some gratitude here – my family and home are safe, unlike the poor folk on the northern edges of our city who are facing a night of huge grass fires and dreadful smoke. That would be terrifying.
So what have I done since it’s been hot … why quilt of course! Nothing like layers of wool and cloth to make one forget about the heat beating at the back door. Another reason to be grateful – our house is double brick – very well insulated. Just before the morning sun hits, we close all the curtains (double layered with insulated backings) and inside the house still hasn’t reached 30 – phew. Then, long after the sun has gone down, we open everything back up and let the incredibly small amount of night time relief, cool us down a bit. You know, just to give you the picture, last night the outside temperature did not drop below 28 degrees until 5.30am. That’s right – 5.30am. I told you it was hot.
I’m weather obsessed. I shall stop. Here – take a look at my kitchen table instead.
A long lost, really pretty quilt top has been laying atop of it since Saturday – discovered in a box on a mad dash to the sewing shed to find something to play with before I melted. It’s a bit like having a big, complicated jigsaw on the table. Every time we walk past, we stop and add a few stitches. Well – Abby and I do. We haven’t converted Julian yet. We’ve also had Saturday night cocktails on it, shared breakfast on it, read the papers on it … good thing I believe in all those quilty mantras about being made to use etc.
And today I completely succumbed. You see, I have a real problem with watching television during the day – makes me feel atrociously lazy and slothful so I never do it. However, when one is sitting almost motionless and alone for several hours, performing a rather repetitive and simple action, the rambling in one’s head can get a little rowdy. I need to channel my inner Marcus Aurelius – wipe that imagination and confine myself to the present!
So I’ve decided a good way to do this is to embrace the glowing screen – silence the critical/anxious self talk and lose myself in the joys of ABC’s iVIEW instead. Today I watched Midsomer Murders (marvellous), The Paradise (fabulous), Great Ormond Street (really cranks up my nursing brain), Midwives (made me cry four times), and Saving Face (made me cry and spit my teeth out and rage about the kitchen – you really should check it out – Julian wants to know why I need to watch things like this – I don’t know, but I do – topic for another discussion I think). Fab stuff.
Now - I’m almost done. That’s good because I have a hole in my finger where the needle hits. But when it stings a little, I think “hee! hee! hee! that’s because I’ve almost finished quilting/tying a quilt that I started over four years ago. awesome!”
Hope you are cool and comfy where you are. We hope to be soon.