I've just spent the past two evenings on the couch watching the olympics while sewing on binding, and - finally - my first proper quilt is complete. It's not perfect, but I don't care! It's big(ish)! It's crinkly! I made it!
This is the best photo of the whole thing I could manage today while Henry was sleeping. Those are Audrey's 4 year old hands for scale (she wanted to be in the photo). For me, obsessive sewer of small toys, this was a big project. Like reading a fat novel - it took ages to get through, but has been incredibly satisfying to finish.
The back. Ack, terrible photo - it only looks puckered like that in the middle because it's been folded in half over a chair - it's really not that bad. It's quilted in zig zags and some vertical stripes with white thread on top and red on the bottom. All of the fabric for this was from my stash, apart from the two solid red cottons and a quick dash to the fabric shop to stock up on some more white.
Thanks so much for all your suggestions and input into this one meagre blanket. I can't believe how much I've blogged about this single project! Now? I'm off to plot the next one.
