It was time to start stitching the miles of binding down on “Horse Quilt number 2”. Made for grand-daughter Megan, a keen horse woman like her older sister, the quilt had recently been collected from Deborah of Country Life Quilting. So began the long job – sitting and quietly stitching away, a job which I quite enjoy.
Our young Birman cat Gemma didn’t want to be left out, so she burrowed into the folds of the quilt which was nestled on the floor. This looks good, she was thinking, another hidey hole to relax in. The only trouble was that as I continued stitching around the edge, I had to keep tugging it towards me and disturbing her on the floor.
Gemma made a nest in the folds of the quilt
She eventually got sick of the quilt being moved this way and that, so the next best thing was to jump up on my lap. Hoping there wouldn’t be so much movement up here, and she could relax again in comfort.
Cuddled up together
The slow stitching isn’t finished yet, but’s that’s OK, I’ll get there sooner or later. And I must think of what to do for a label, and a much better name for the quilt than Horse Quilt number 2.