Wild Geese

Scraps

Scraps

Late Autumn bits and pieces.

Stitches

Stitches

Stitches in colourful triangles

Wild Geese

Wild Geese

The Wild Geese Quilt was very fiddly.   I could have wished for more accuracy in the points, but there were 180 little triangles all together, so the amazing thing is that any of them matched at all!

 

Sleep

Sleep

Something told the wild geese

It was time to go,

Though the fields lay golden

Something whispered, “snow.”

Leaves were green and stirring,

Berries, luster-glossed,

But beneath warm feathers

Something cautioned, “frost.”

All the sagging orchards

Steamed with amber spice,

But each wild breast stiffened

At remembered ice.

Something told the wild geese

It was time to fly,

Summer sun was on their wings,

Winter in their cry.

Poem by Rachel Field, author also of Hitty: her first hundred years.

 

 

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24 thoughts on “Wild Geese

  1. The quilt is superb! Love the colors!!!! Hope Tattie and Carrot Soup realize how lucky they are!!! Great work for two beautiful woodens! Thank you for sharing the poem also…

  2. I’m glad you liked the quilt and the poem! The background colour of the quilt looks blue on my iPad, but it really is rather purple in colour… Tattie and Carrot Soup like it a lot!

  3. sheesh…..that quilt is flat out amazing!! Just love it. Of course I am boggled (absolutely BOGGLED) that anyone could sew all those tiny triangles together…. My hat is off to you Quimper human! And I know the girls will enjoy it all winter.

  4. Oh My GOSH!
    That is beautiful – all of it!
    I gave a shiver and a tiny sniffle at the poem… the Hittys rolled their eyes. Who knew they could do that?!

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