Monday, May 31, 2010
I won’t lie and suggest there wasn’t an amount of stretching of the comfort zone boundaries in the lead up. It’s not every weekend I zip off to spend 48 hours with eight other women I have barely, or never met, or only somewhat bloggily know. It’s not every weekend I do this, only partly because the sole parenting Mr has collapsed on the floor, doing heavy paper bag breathing at the merest sniff of a suggestion.
It was a fabulous weekend with a whole lot of scrappy, random quilting action...
Beautiful, detailed, the more-you-look-the-more-you-see loveliness from Di:
I’ve-never-made-a-quilt-before-so-let’s-start-by-making-two-and-staying-up-until-the-birds-do-dawn-chorus-in-order-to-achieve-this, Maria. (Maria, oh interweb-phobic one, I apologise if I have just COMPLETELY FREAKED YOU OUT by typing your name twice in a blog post. Maria, Maria, Maria).
Inspired by Gina’s scrappy quilt and a recent cushion experiment, I nabbed anything red/black/somewhere inbetween from the stash. Including Auntie Cookie, Pippijoe, Spin Spin, Ink & Spindle, Yardage Design, Kristen Doran, Ikea, a load of stuff from heaven knows where and a Myrtle&Eunice tea towel found lurking in the linen closet.
(Nearly single bed, sort of snuggle on the couch size).
There were the sweetest dolls from Ellen:
3 x Ric Rac elephant parts from me:
Some serious creating going on from a woman who really knows how to craft a weekend, Sooz:
And Nikki, who makes a mean lapel, as well as soup.
There was beautiful, structural, painstaking making from one talented lady, as well as a whole lot of knitty/reading/mooching action happening in front of a cosy fire.
Finally, that frosty looking (ibis?) bird-type personality at the top of the post, kept cawing (or whatever ibis-bird-types do). Certainly making louder demands than the incredibly spiky cactus. Always a sucker for a frosty ibis, a pair of woolly leg warmers were installed before my weekend was through.
I had a ball. Nothing like continuous crafting, wonderful food, belly-laugh-inducing company and a stay-up-too-late partner in crime to prompt a log-like slumber last night. Thanks for letting me come and play.