For a few days now, I have had this feeling of foreboding about a friends baby born not so long ago. I am addding up lots of little signs and I hope I am just being stupid, but the feeling has weighed me down all day, and I just can't throw it off. It has carried over into my sewing
I basted the Pheonix quilt for my nephews little girl on Saturday, and late last night I realised that on one corner the front over-lapped the back by quite a way. SO I had to unpin everything and do it again this morning.
I was determined that I was going to do something other than straight line quilting or stippling this time. Be adventurous! I had it in my mind to do scallop pattern, but it was rubbish. If you can't keep the curve and stitch length even, it really does look dreadful. So I went on to Plan B, a daisy chain stitch. I'm happier with the sewing, but I don't think the pattern is the right choice for the quilt. It doesn't shows up very well on the busy pattern.
On the white and yellow of the borders, it's perfect
But it's 3/4 done, and I'm just going to live with it. It's not wrong, just not quite right! Maybe if I can shake of this gloomy mood, it will look better.
Thankfully the Thai red curry I cooked for tea (a result of my cookery course the other week) was perfect, even without some of the authentic ingredients (galangal? lime leaves? No chance)