>but in the meantime:
>but in the meantime:
>Hi all, Nadie here.
>Yes, Bear and I have been out to Emu Creek again.
Actually, he’s still there … having a wee holiday with his extended family until after The Wedding.
There have been no new goaty babies so far this week, but some due possibly this weekend [ which I’ll get to snuzzle when I go back to collect his Beariness ]
So in lieu of more brand new kiddy cuteness, here’s last week’s lot again:
L. to R Hannah, Montanna, Madonna , Mitchell – the lone little boy so far – Susanne and Linni
>Rather than show you an almost identical stretch of the ‘quilt-inside-a-big-beige-and-black-sack-with-elephants-on’, I’ll content myself with telling you that I’ve just rounded the final corner of the hand sewing of the binding, so have one side, plus an equivalent length for the hanging sleeve [ or casing or rod pocket ] still to do … and a label
Just as well it’s nearly done because the phony gel nails go on tomorrow morning, and heaven alone knows whether I’ll be able to wield a needle after that. Last time I had fake nails on I couldn’t manage a needle if my life depended on it.
Today’s completely unrelated pix are some of the [ mostly unidentified ] tiny wildflowers popping up all over the block.
Several of these I’ve never seen before … maybe it’s all that rain we’ve had lately.
This one I DO know – because they’re positively everywhere at this time of the year … known locally as ‘Old Boy’s Orchids’, they are Waxlip Orchids, glossodia major.
>… and counting
Engage panic circuits:
Panic circuits engaged !
The quilt binding has all been machined onto the front and I’ve just rounded the first corner onto side two of sewing it down to the back. Only another 300 inches of hand sewing to go [ or 400″ if I manage to get the hanging casing on as well ]
At this point some of you might well be wondering why I’m showing you a photo of a big beige sack with elephants on. A reasonably valid question.
The big beige bag is, in point of fact, a very old, ragged, past-its-use-by-date, doona cover [ sans doona ] which currently contains the wedding quilt.
Just the bit that I’m currently hemming is exposed
a] be able to blog about it without ruining the surprise of how it looks now that it’s all quilted.
b] so that I’m able to work outside in the glorious spring sunshine while it lasts
c] keep the quilt as free of cat hair, as is ever possible in this establishment [ as evidence, may I refer you back to the first photo ? ]
Total absence of feline ‘additions’ is – of course – a physical impossibility, but I’m giving it my best shot.
>What follows are the somewhat disjointed ramblings that are about all I can produce in a fog of pre-wedding sleep deprivation.
6 hours sleep in 3 days
Wedding in one week.
Engage panic circuits!
Panic circuits engaged!
So here’s the overview of the last few days:
Thursday – After lunchtime visit from some old quilting friends from Melbourne
David and I drove to Lilydale for the wedding rehearsal, and a lateish Chinese dinner afterwards, with Chris, Nadie and Natty, the Maid of Honour [ other bridesmaid, DIL Christina, having a 5 month old in tow needed to head for home
Friday – after roughly 2 hours sleep – went to Bendigo to pick up the wedding quilt [ and we’ll go into a bit more about that AFTER the wedding, so that I don’t ruin the surprise for our Bride & Groom, eh? ] – then home, and almost immediately back on the Freeway again and down to Kyneton to drop David off, and onto the train for the rest of the way as the weather by this stage was truly appalling.
Spent the trip sewing the picot edge of Nadie’s newest shawl … much to the evident amusement and/or concern of my fellow commuters.
I tell ya, if you want to make sure the seat next to you stays vacant on public transport, start wielding a lethal looking 4 inch long crowbar of a needle.
… and the reason for this second trip down in 24 hours? Had tickets to see one of our favourite musicals, RENT , with Nadie and #1 son. Possibly the only time ever that the three of us have been to the theatre together. The timing could’ve perhaps been a little better but the overall experience was … just … brilliant.
Thanks to some great driving by Nadie, I made the last train home by the skin of my teeth at midnight, then picked up the car, drove another half hour, and got in the door at 2am.
[ Bear ecstatic to see me ]
Saturday – back out the door at 2 pm for yet another 2 hour drive down to and through Melborne for Nadie’s Hen’s Night [ or Batchelorette party for my trans Pacific friends ]
Went back to Kyneton today to pick up Dave, followed by supermarketing, dinner, a modest modicum of housework, and right now I have an appointment with my pillow.
I promise more coherent posts when I’ve caught up on some of those missing zzzzzzzs
and if you see one of the living dead shambling around Castlemaine this week, don’t panic.
The zombies are not invading.
It’ll just be me.