Forest (part one)

My daughter loves the colour green and all things foresty at the moment. So what better way to decorate her bedroom than with this wall hanging (click)?

Here is my version. I am very pleased with the result.
For the white I used my Grandmother's old linen sheets - so thick and crisp and lovely at the edges that even the needle has a hard time going through, but so worn and thin and soft in the middle that they are quite unsleepable-onable. Although I learnt at the Quilt Exhibition at the Victoria and Albert Museum in May (ah something else to blog about) that of course what you do in that case, especially if you are a thrifty Victorian, is cut the sheet down the middle and sew the edges together in the new middle.

Oh well, too late for this time, part of the sheet is now this forest and hangs nicely where I can ponder all of that every time I see it.

So it looks nice, it makes me think of thrifty Victorians and also, I will let you into a little confession here, it is truly a family affair because my dear Mum hand-quilted a good three-quarters of it. Because she is that kind of Mum and I am that kind of crafter. Or she is that kind of crafter and I am that kind of Mum. Hum. Anyhow. One day perhaps my daughter will appreciate this interfamilial, quadro-generational, team-effort but for the time being she is just happy that it's a forest.

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