Pointy points

Things are looking up. Most of the points are pointy.

Thimbleberries and optimism

After yesterday’s disappointment with Flock of Triangles, I moped for about thirty seconds, then I rallied with an idea for another quilt, made out of Thimbleberries fabrics and involving triangles, but only in the easiest possible way, that I have handled before and am sure I can handle again. There are a lot of quilt shops in the vicinity, but only one with any sizeable amount of Thimbleberries–and she just happened to be in the store yesterday, so my mother and I braved the icy roads. There was fabric at the other end, you know, and a very friendly calico cat.

I spent yesterday cutting out a metric load of squares and today I am beginning to sew. I am full of optimism. Every single point in this quilt top is going to be… pointy.

These colors are traditional sorts of colors, I suppose because they resemble colors that can be achieved with natural dyestuffs. By the way–if you are ever at loose ends about what to do with ten minutes, read up on dyestuffs and pigments on Wikipedia. It’s wonderful. Anyway: my own house is full of light, clear colors, and these muddy ones don’t go at all. But I have always admired the effect of lots of these kinds of quilts piled together, and the way that the colors all go together no matter what, and anyway I’m steeped in Kim Diehl and Lynette Jensen books here, so I’m in the mood. Hooray!