Last night a local boy Karl Frampton made boxing history. In NYC he beat Leo Santa Cruz to be the WBA world feather weight champion. It made history as apparently Karl is the first boxer to be world champion at two different weights. By all reports he is a nice guy, all I know he weighs much less than me. Boxing is a little, a lot, too brutal for me, but it is daunting to think he weighs substantially less than me.
Last night (well Friday night to be pedantic) I won my own personal heavy weight fight, I finished the flimsy of my #coulterweddingquilt or the #behemoth as I came to think of it.
For anybody new to me, I have been making a quilt for my son and future daughter in law, a wedding quilt. All I have to say is thank goodness it is only one quilt and not twelve as it was in Little Women. The wedding is very, very soon, days now and it was beginning to be a race against time. Yes, I know it is only the top, not the whole quilt. I had to readjust my timing a while ago. Quilt top for the wedding, quilt for the first time I see them post wedding. Luckily they live what we call "across the water" and it will give me a chance before I see them.
They live near the sea and I wanted to have a sea feel about the quilt, but not too overtly nautical. I thought an ombre look would have a nod in that direction. Dr P loves blue and Ms C's favourite colour is greenish blue, turquoise. I went with half square triangle squares, thinking they would flow into each other. Most of the squares are repeated in the different ombre colours, the smaller squares are repeated more often. I started recording all the block names, and choosing blocks that seemed appropriately named. After a while I cut my losses and just sewed hell for leather. I will try to make as comprehensive list as I can.
I gave up counting the blocks after 70 odd. When is a block a block? Is it still four blocks if you sew four blocks together? When do blocks become block? Who really cares?
At this stage I don't know how big the behemoth is. It is big enough to cover our own bed and then some. I thought I had finished at exactly 4pm Thursday and brought it in to show my husband. Then I noticed the bottom row was longer on the right side than the left, a whole 2 squares, that's 4". Back to put the pedal to the metal again, and by Saturday it was done.
I'm taking a break this week, and next from to draw breath. Then begins my favourite bit (NOT) , the quilt wrangling. I'm going to baste it myself and quilt it on my domestic machine. If my soon to be dil can make her own wedding dress with no pattern, then I can baste and quilt this sea monster.
Watch this space.
linking up with Beth at Cooking Up Quilts and Main Crush Monday