Oh don’t you just love those colors? I die every time I look at them. I’ve been talking so much stitching lately (well, relatively speaking), that I thought it was time for a little quilting talk. And I was completely inspired over the weekend to get out my fabric and get to sewing after visiting two new to me quilt shops. Everywhere I turned there was inspiration. But my fabric stash above was a purchase from a couple of months ago. I decided to use a part of my bonus from work to buy fabrics for a quilt I want to make. The fabrics are all Tula Pink from her Parisville line. Aren’t they gorgeous? Don’t the colors just remind you of macarons? I. am. in. love.
And you may recall that I’ve been carrying around some Parisville with me for a while now in the form of some beautiful project bags (here, here, and here). Plus, I made those fun hexagon pincushions with her more recent line Prince Charming. (I am clearly an addict!)
But I found the perfect quilt that I wanted to make with my treasured fabric…
Kiss Kiss also by Tula. I wanted a pattern to showcase those Marie Antoinette silhouettes, and I love the big Xs that make up the pattern. I’m so excited to get started. I have one thing I need to finish first – my Kate Spain Christmas quilt. But then? Kiss Kiss.
And Tula’s also just come out with two new lines. The weekend of my Epic Stitching Get Together, we all piled in cars and headed over to a local quilt shop where I managed to score some fat quarters of Nightshade.
I can’t wait to sew with this. It’s equally beautiful in person, but so different. I wish I’d found some of the main cameo fabric, but I’m sure I’ll be getting more of this in the future. But I’m so excited to cut some fabric and do some sewing!!!
And I’ve been thinking I needed to take some more photos of our boys. Can you believe we’ve had these guys a month? This photo is from when they got their new collars. They are so much bigger now, and look so different!
But taking photos of two black kittens is proving to be almost impossible. Most of my photos end up looking like this…
But finally, after many many many attempts, I finally got a few good ones. This is Ramses.
With his pretty green eyes.
And this is Thutmose, with his gold eyes and little white spot.
I can’t believe the difference a month makes.
They’ve pretty much lost all their kitten fuzz, and they are growing like weeds!
Anyway, hope you are all managing to stay cool and work on whatever crafty thing makes your heart sing. I’m stitching along on Isabella and on ATS, but I’m hoping there’s some quilting gonna happen soon!
I am grateful for lots of inspiration, and two little black bundles of joy.
Othello was the second of my three boys to come into my life, although he was the oldest. He loved completely and unconditionally and allowed both Hamlet and Romeo to be the center of attention, always. When we lost Romeo, for the first time Othello allowed himself his time in the sun. He took every bit of attention we lavished on him and gave it back tenfold.
Last February, we nearly lost Othello. We were given another year with this sweet boy and treasured every moment of it.
On Friday, I lost the last of my boys. My home and my heart will never be the same without him.
Well, on January 1 I made an executive decision that instead of starting a new piece as planned, I wanted to continue on with Margaret Cottam. I finished her a week into the new year but it was a few more weeks until I started my new piece.
So, allow me to present, Victorine Delacroix by The Essamplaire.
And on top of her being a new start, she’s also been part of something else new. I mentioned in this post that I would be trying out my new Hardwicke Manor hoop on her. So far I am loving it. Of course, the real challenge is going to be having to put the hoop over my stitches. Quelle horreur! But, eventually I will run out of space in my little six inch hoop and then it will be like sailing off the edge of the world. Courage!
My handsome Othello. I adopted him sixteen years ago in February, and last February you may remember we almost lost him. So, this Valentine’s Day I was particularly grateful to spend it with him. And you may notice, he has white whiskers on only one side – just like Owen.
I am grateful for moments of respite.