This is such a non-accomplishment compared to the intricate creations of some of my bloggy chums, but in my humble way I'm quite chuffed to have finished the quilt I've been working on, intermittently, for most of this year. I decided to make a tumbler quilt because it's just as easy as an all-squares one and thus suited to my status as a beginner. I chose to do it in stripes of white, green, yellow and blue with two borders and then Daughter 2, for whom it was destined, chose the actual fabrics from my stash. And then she had a bit of a loooooong wait.
It's not for a bed - she's an architect and architects tend to be somewhat minimalist in their home décor - but it's quite big enough for two to snuggle under while watching tv.
It includes unused bits of fabrics from our kitchen curtains (made 26 years ago), Daughter 2's bedroom curtains (17 years ago) and the upstairs bathroom curtains (17 years ago). The former two lots of curtains are still in use (yes, the Scots are a thrifty race) though the bathroom ones faded so much that I replaced them. I'm astonished that the kitchen curtains (Laura Ashley fabric, like the bathroom ones) used to be this bright. Maybe the time has come for some new ones.
Don't look too closely at the quilting, which is probably not done as a proper quilter would, since I just bashed happily on with what I felt like. But it's got hearts and flowers and little houses, because I love her and we both love gardening and she designs buildings. It's all hand-quilted because I like hand-sewing when I'm watching television and anyway I don't trust my machine skills (or my machine) for doing anything but the piecing together of the patches. This is why it took me some months to finish.
Thanks to my advisors, Anna http://www.thimbleanna.com/ and the rather alarming - in a firm-but-fair-schoolteacherish way - Jenny Doan of the Missouri Star Quilt Company, who posts really helpful videos on YouTube.
I finished the quilt yesterday morning so that Daughter 2 could take it back down to London (sigh - not that the quilt's gone, but that she has) and now... I feel... at a bit of a loose end.