L’heure bleue

The Blue Hour is one of my favourite times of day.

It’s that time between twilight and full night when the sun is below the horizon and the world is coloured a soft shade of deep blue and other colours start to leach away. It’s a time when I often find myself in my sewing room, pottering about; it’s not long enough to start anything big before I have to go to the kitchen to make dinner, but it’s too good to waste doing nothing.

I’ve at last begun, appropriately enough, a mostly blue and white quilt for the Husband’s bunk in Miz Lizzie. So far, all the blocks are from my sorted scraps and smaller stash pieces, but I suspect I’ll need some more fabric soon, some bits of dark blue.

Also included in the line up are pieces from Granny Maud’s Girl; she sent me leftovers from the quilt she made for her father from his old shirts, and I’ve made entertaining use of the patches featuring pockets! I’m getting along nicely, a couple of blocks here, a couple more there, and making good use of my Blue Hour time. This early layout is most of the dark centres with light out-sides. Coming soon are the light centres with dark outsides…

And because of course all colour has a sound track, I leave you with Acker Bilk and the marvellously and appropriately named Bent Fabric, playing The Blue Hour.

What do you do with your Blue Hour?

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Doggies, Doggies, Doggies!

Done, done, done!*

Here it is.

Screen Shot 2015-10-06 at 3.59.34 amAnd my room is cleared of blue and white threads, scraps, bits of batting and fluff. The floor is swept, and I’ve cleaned my sewing machine of a huge cloud of lint – it’s worked hard in the last couple of months. I’m going to take a bit of a break from quilting for a few days. Time to think about something else for a few days, give my back and hands a rest.

I’m happy to see it go, for several reasons: having made this pattern 4 times now, it’s not a fresh challenge; I don’t become emotionally attached (luckily!); and I enjoy finishing and sending out something that will give someone else so much pleasure.  Plus it clears the decks for the next big thing. More on that another time.

Best of all, I’m done in loads of time for the birthday!

 

*For the non-Australians, this is based on the Aussie sports chant “Aussie, Aussie, Aussie, oi, oi, oi!”, frequently heard at international rugby and cricket matches… (By the way, did you notice I didn’t do a single gloat about the England – Australia Rugby World Cup match result?)