Lazy days

I'd rather sew than exercise. That's nothing new. My near-new trainers which I got two months ago to play volleyball in are sleeping in a deepening dust pile. Must jog sometime soon! Next weekend maybe?

Either way, the weekend hasn't been a loss. I plundered my inordinate hoard of fairytale japanese fabrics and finished this cute quilt top for the kiddo's toddler bed.


I originally collected these to put as trim on smocks, back in the days when I sewed baby smocks. Seems so long ago. And she really needs a bigger quilt.


I just need to get some spotty flannel for the back, then send it away to be quilted.


Now, I'll retire to that worn-in dip in the couch to weave in these ends. So maybe not so lazy, hey?

Hope your weekend is good, too. Mine's the top banana.

Cheerio!

Kiddo blather

Life is so hard, I think I'll pull faces. (Cos mummy forces me to say please when I want a biscuit)


Ack! No! I'd rather you remember my natural face. What's going on there?


Strike that. I'd rather watch the bumblebee movie.

Bunnies on my mind

It's coming up to easter after all. An excuse for chocolate and cute floppy eared bunnies.


I had a maddening compulsion to do something arty. So I gave in and broke out the new paintbox.


Finito! (Except it's wanting some thought bubbles, methinks)

PS. I've switched off the comments, peeps. I'm trying to get back to turning this blog into my online journal again, like in the beginning. If you're wanting to say hello, please drop me an email via my profile page.

Coming up apples

Lots of apples.....in her kitchen (hello bloggy peeps!)


And on the kiddo's apron. We popped over to this market on the weekend to say hello to Belinda and Marina. I had to nab this apron and this perfect little skirt. The cheeky kid wanted to put it on the moment we got indoors.


So that was summer, hey. Dry, hot January, then wet, soggy February. Can't win them all. But as chance would have it, I had the perfect excuse to stay indoors and stitch inch-by-fricking-inch to finish the new couch quilt.


This may be the last time ever I attempt hand quilting on this scale. I'd love to hope that my hands are getting softer and supple with age (like old leather, he he he....borrowed that line from a friend, hope she doesn't mind), but the skin on my fingertips seem to be getting tougher.


Ha! Get it?! I'll be a tough old bag one day.


There are other finished projects loitering here and there. Just gotta get back into the groove of pic-snapping. 'Cos every spare minute we're lazing around in bed. Get up lazybones!

Cheerio!