The Hearts

In January, after a South Island holiday, I came home with a heavy heart. Definitely not in love with Wellington at that point, and poor heart in need of rest-of-your-life medication, a tough and unwelcome decision for me.

So into the sewing room........first, a wild red, orange, pink and yellow thing, fused, stitched, and blasted with heat and the soldering iron, like the purple thing of a previous post. Next, a glorious cheddar batik for the background (more orange than the picture). And then some funky fun heart shapes. Lots of quilting. Lots and lots and lots of beads, buttons and sequins. I was just playing really, but it started to grow into something I really like.

I was feeling better now, can you tell? Wellington is a good place, and prescription drugs are better than having a stroke right?

Early in February I caught up with the two J's who had a romantic, funny, pink marshmallow wedding in December. Oh how they glowed! This quilt seemed to need to belong to them. I am sure they will love it, and it's even more fun to stitch buttons and beads knowing they will appreciate the effort. I think it will be called 'Joy', because that's what they are full of!

Of course, I really ought to finish it....I've given myself an end-of-April deadline, but then, alas, I'll have to actually part with it. I'll ask for visiting rights, and maybe I'll borrow it for a competition next year.