Well … this afternoon, Julian, Abby and Sacha headed out to the airport. I was left standing in the kitchen wondering what to do. Research for next week’s essay or studying for tomorrow’s philosophy quiz were completely out of the question. Vacuuming … could be very valuable given the amount of Fu fluff that is everywhere, but deadly boring. Hmmmm …
I could sit and mope. Bit dull. And wouldn’t be useful. No, not at all. I could plonk onto the sofa, maybe knit, maybe watch some television. This I almost did … but then I looked around at the terrible mess that has overrun the craft corner and table and decided some serious tidying was in order.
You know the kind of tidying when you SEW your way through the piles. Yes :-) My kind of tidying. Terrifically practical. Marvellously productive. Immensely satisfying. And so very, very necessary! So I started with this here bag. Packed since our CHRISTMAS holiday to Merimbula and shoved under one piece of furniture after another since it’s return home. Yes, there’s been some serious avoidance where this bag’s concerned.
I even started with the most guilt inducing. Abby’s Christmas present … her Moomin quilt. Finished but for the final border across the bottom. That should be easy enough to tackle in the time it takes for one to drive to the airport and back. In fact, there was enough time to finish the quilt top, give the front room a vigorous, proper tidy, walk up to the shops for a few groceries, and cook supper. Win! Win!
Oh I do love how this sweet quilt has turned out! The only newly bought fabric is the red background with the little mushroom houses, foxes and dwarves. The rest is from the stash. The Moomin fabric and the gorgeous pieces of Marimekko were gifted to me several years ago by the loveliest woman in Finland. Thank you so much dear Anne! I knew the time would come when there would be the perfect project for them :-) The other bits and pieces were collected here and there.
In designing it, I started with the Moomin fabric. I didn’t want just plain squares, but DID want something that would let all these dear little characters sing. Thus the darker borders (Marimekko) with the clean and vivid red, pink and white floral corners, and finally, the crisp black and white spot that reflected the simple black and white drawings of Jansson’s Moomins.
The poison green represents the round and round and up and down of the Finnish forests in which the Moomins make their home. The feed sack turquoise with the little children in their pyjamas with their pillows … remembering how, when Abby was little, she would hop into bed and I would pull over the armchair and read and read and read. Filling her sleepy, dreamy head with Moomin adventures and magic.
The next border – the squares of red and the wonderful boughs with twinkling baubles (I think this is a William Morris fabric – not sure) will remind us that this Moomin quilt was made for Christmas.
Finishing the sides is a red and white Scandinavian fabric – a tilt to the Moomin’s cultural heritage. And last but not least … the whimsical red fabric, the flower-filled, blue summer sky, and a bit more Marimekko. They’re little houses, see! In amongst the trees. I was thinking of the little summer cottages the Scandinavian folk build in their forests and around their lakes.
You can read it in or out. I like out to in. We start in the summer cottages amongst the tall tall trees – slightly magical in itself – reading Tove Jansson’s wonderful tales and poring over the quirky pictures. Then, at night, when we’re asleep, we’re able to wander through the valleys to Moominland and tag along on the many adventures these dear little folk have.
Yes I do love it! I can even imagine myself, years from now, reading the Moomin books to Abby’s children who will be snuggled under this quilt. For now … here it is on her bed, waiting to hopefully bring a smile to her face on what will be the first quiet night we’ve had in a long while.
To finish it, I have the perfect blue and white checked blanket to quilt this flimsy onto and I’ve promised the girl child it will happen before the weekend’s out.
p.s. oy! when I pegged the quilt top onto the garden swing it was immediately obvious that I’ve put the left checked border on upside down – bugger! That’s what you get for late night Christmas sewing. I foresee a bit of unpicking.