Not really a bed

Oscar sleeping on quilt WIP

I had absolutely no intention of blogging this today, or anytime soon really, but this ridiculous cat keeps doing this and I had to share! This is a quilt I’m working on here and there — my father sewed the top on Albus, our family antique Singer sewing machine (more on him another day, don’t let me forget). He’d always intended to hand-quilt it but then, semi-suddenly, decided one day he just couldn’t get to everything he wanted to do. So he asked me to quilt it. With all my experience (ahem-oneminiquilt-ahem). I really hoped I wouldn’t mess it up, but of course I already did. Not permanently, luckily, but having no real idea what I’m doing, I didn’t baste it quite right, so I now have to pull out what I’ve done (not too much) and start from the beginning.

In the meantime, Oscar keeps making a bed in it, no matter how many times I try to explain that it’s not actually a blanket yet. Sigh.

Now that I’ve mentioned this project, I’ll try to get some photos of the full top and my quilting plan sketches to share with you all very soon! And return to my embroidery, the one I hinted at in my last post, which hit a little snag when my original plan turned out, well, crappy. I have something new to try, let’s hope that plan works out a little better.

Spring Fever

Spring Fever

See, this here is the problem with Spring. On one hand, I find it really energizing – there’s nothing that can put me in a good mood quite like a sunny day and open windows.

On the other hand, this look on Oscar’s face? That’s how I always, always feel as Spring is starting to show its face. It passes eventually, but ever since the sun returned to us about two weeks ago (sporadically, I admit, but it’s still sun!), I’ve just wanted to sprawl out on my bed, where the sun shines right in my window, and read a good book. Maybe nap a little. Enjoy the warmth of the sun and forget my worries.

So basically, springtime makes me want to live like a cat.