For months I have been idling around the stall where a man cunningly crafts cut outs in old coins into jewellery and torturing myself as to which piece I would choose. This weekend I threw caution to the wind and snapped up this one, cleverly using two coins
and just as I was turning away with my purchase clamped in my hot paw I spied this very pretty enamelled spoon, transformed into a pendant. The blue and pink shades in the sky are so intense and realistic, I couldn't resist it.
Having happily dragged my treasures home to my lair I spent the afternoon tossing compost and coffee grounds about in the garden, murdering slugs and watering my new treasured plants. I noticed with satisfaction that some lilies had already opened and a lot more were promising to do so any day.
Imagine my horror when I woke up in the night to hear the wind howling and the rain lashing down on the roof. In the morning most of the lilies were horizontal rather than vertical, the wind kept up its pace, and the rain continued to beat down upon us. I could only be glad that I had planted my new plants while I had the chance and hope that they survived, and weren't ripped from the earth. Luckily I had picked the last of the roses and some fragrant pinks, but it wasn't much of a consolation.
And true to my promise from last week, here is a picture of The Infinity Quilt in her glory, finally completed.
She really isn't that bad and she did use up all the scraps from a favourite fabric I used to make dresses for my daughters all those years (decades) ago
Here is a the back, and you can see the way the edge is cunningly finished and the way I had to create miniscule triangles (and diamonds too, though they aren't in the photo) to complete it. You have to be extremely dedicated and patient to accomplish this - I wouldn't recommend it to anybody unless they were making their master work.
I couldn't resist putting in a couple of pictures of this embroidery from an op shop which uses only the most simple of straight stitches but gives such a feeling of movement in the fabrics of garments, also in the trees and windmills. Look at the little patch pocket on the brown trousers!