Yesterday morning, I set off with my swatches for the new quilt (below), determined to find the perfect background fabric. The nice man at the quilt shop did not have the perfect fabric. However, he did have new swatches from Seattle Bay, including a shade called Eucalyptus, which is exactly what I need. He has agreed to order some for me — well, obviously not just for me, since I will only need a couple of yards of it. But he is ordering some, and will sell me some of it when it arrives. Since I went to college on a campus equipped with eucalyptus groves, I have fond feelings for it, and it is just a shade darker than the sage green I already have, with just the right degrees of yellow and gray. I am delighted. On my monitor, at least, the color is not accurate. However, I have often read blogs where they show you something purple and say “it isn’t really this color; it’s purple,” so I know that it means nothing.
The quilt shop also had a couple of finished examples of quilts done by the method required for the Celtic Cross quilt, and a book of step-by-step directions for such quilts. This has given me the courage to continue with #1 son’s quilt while I wait for the eucalyptus-colored cotton to arrive. Each little division is called, in the book, a “window.” As you can see, there are no more than, say, 200 windows, and yesterday I completed one and a half. At this rate, I will have the center medallion for this quilt finished by — well, hard to say, since the one I finished was the little central square. Most are much larger and more complicated than that. Well, I should have the entire quilt completed for when he goes off to college.
I am slightly hampered by the fact that my framework (that is what the book calls the black-and-white bit) has not really been sitting quietly waiting for me all these weeks. Here you see it, draped over the organ bench, waiting for me. Since this picture was taken, however, it has gotten itself covered with dog hair and the white freezer paper design has begun to come off. I guess I could have predicted the problem with the freezer paper, but I had no idea that the dogs played the organ in my absence.
I made good progress on the T-shirt. However, #1 son and a friend were fiddling with the computer, and in the process have detached my devices. The computer’s side panel is missing, now, and all its wires and things are open to the elements. I don’t know what they have done, but I am trusting that they know. In any case, I cannot show you pictures of the emerging design today. I have reached the increases. Some of the folks in the knitalong are further than others, and there are many suggestions for variations and many people who have made mistakes we could learn from and therefore not have to repeat.
I hope you are having as wonderful a spring weekend as I am (or fall, if you are in the antipodes). It is too beautiful for ordinary words; just call to mind all the wonderful poetry that has been written about spring (e.e.cummings and Shakespeare are the ones I’m thinking of this morning, but you no doubt have your favorites) and then we can all say, “Yes, it is exactly like that.”