Thursday, February 26, 2015

Ice age

I have been following the weather reports in North America.
You folks must be so sick of the cold!
I am enjoying it.....
all that beautiful white. 


 It is inspiring.



I think I am going to call this quilt "Ice Age".


Monday, February 23, 2015

thinking about white

I have been thinking about white.....
and I really liked this photos 



So I have started.
I am going to rework this quilt (one of my favourites).


Any one want to follow along?

Friday, February 20, 2015

mother and baby

If that was a baby quilt in my last post



then this one is a big mother.
I am not sure why I bought this linen but I thought it would make a good  quilt. 
It is going to be big.


and how do you like the backing?

Monday, February 16, 2015

still quilting of course

If you are a regular reader of mine
you may be wondering what's happened to my usual goings-on.
Rest assured...


 I have been quilting a cot quilt for my sister's grandson.
Not before time as he will be one soon



And this is a spare for the cupboard,  just in case.

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Sprinklers of joy

For quite a few summers sprinklers have been banned here.


So it was with a illicit sense of joy I nabbed
these sprinklers from dad's.
I remember them "watering" the back lawn 
on a hot summer's day and us children running around them and jumping them.
Sometimes they were even on the front lawn and the neighbouring kids joined in.



Might have a go soon, when I find the right connectors.


 Another treasure of Dad's is this tape measure
with it's beautiful leather cover.
He used it to measure out the vegetable beds in the back yard.



It goes up to 33 feet! (10 metres) 
and has a brass handle to wind it up again.
Just as well.


One last treasure today is this old film cannister.
Dad loved photography
and we are yet to get together and divide those spoils.
He used to keep 2 shillings coins in them......

Thursday, February 12, 2015

the nostalgic journey continues

I thought I would tell you a bit about my dad this time.
In 1942 when he was not yet 20 years old,
he qualified as an WirelessAir Gunner a month after signing up for the Royal Australian Air Force.
After completing his training he saw active service in New Guinea flying Beaufort bombers.

The Australian War Memorial recently published a book documenting  photos all of their exhibits. 
This Beaufort  (A9-557) is in their collection .



My father flew missions in this plane before he completed his tour of duty, 
and before it crashed in New Guinea in 1945.
Whilst it was being restored we were privileged to be given the opportunity to inspect it.
His War story was something that my father had almost never spoken of before.
Like many all around the world, the horror of war was something that was shut away.


At least 3 times  "wipe your boots" was painted on the side of the plane.
Sand in the plane could prove fatal!
The insights that he provided to such simple statements as this were fascinating.


Here is a page from his log book.






I have his  RAAF kit bag and trunk.
It surprises me the emotion these simple things conjure. 

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

my dad wore an apron



We never had a dishwasher.
Dad always said he had 8 of them
but in later years, when we had all left home, he did the washing up.
This is his apron.



The mending on the straps is so me!



Dad was always meticulous with his appearance.
I like this clothes brush with a shoe horn.


He always carried a handkerchief.
There were lots of them in his things
and I find it comforting to have one in my pocket.


I think the older ones will be good for stitching.


 And I'll be wearing this beautiful silk scarf as soon as the weather cools down.