It's done

Luckily the weather was not too warm on the day I finished the above snugglequilt, and I managed to persuade the snuggled one to pose. The backing is brushed cotton (or maybe brushed polycotton), which makes it nice and soft next to the skin. Unfortunately it makes it less useful as a picnic blanket - the brushed cotton picks up every blade of grass and it's quite a job to shake it all off.

But these bed quilts that you know will have to be able to withstand lots of washing, are really a load of work. "Work" in the sense of having to stitch everything securely, think about durability and utility aspects, as opposed to creative touches, which I wouldn't really term "work".

I read a book once, by a woman who had spent a year with a native American tribe and particularly observed their child-rearing practices. She noted that their language did not include the word "work" (as opposed to the term "leisure"). They had verbs for all the aspects of their lives, but did not distinguish between work and play, the way we do. I really liked the idea and it's a great way to look at one's life. I should do it more often!