Saturday, April 11, 2009

Yesterday we went for a drive to the beach, as all of us had been cooped up in our respective houses for far too long. It was a lovely autumn day, slightly overcast and breezy; perfect beach weather. We went to Port Germein, about 35k away. It was once a significant town for shipping grain in the 1800s. The jetty was famous for being one of the longest in the southern hemisphere, 1.68km, or nearly a mile. It was storm damaged though, so it's only 1.5km now. It extended out to the deeper waters, because Port Germein is so flat there's hardly any water close to the shore.

We've been coming here for years, and walking along the jetty. It was very scary at one stage, as there was no railing, and the timbers were so rotted that you had to jump from one section to another. Luckily it's been renovated, and a guardrail erected along one side, so it's a lot safer now.
As I said to Matt, a parrot on the shoulder is more customary for any self-respecting pirate, but Jessie hated walking on the echoing boards, and insisted on being carried a good part of the way. What a life!

The dogs had a brilliant time as usual, splashing in the sea, investigating piles of seeweed and eating all the scraps from our picnic lunch. They enjoy themselves so much, it's a pleasure to watch them; they certainly know how to live in the moment and enjoy life as it comes.

When we pulled up we had managed to park right next to two of our cousins and their families; small world around these parts, and we manage to run into relatives all the time.

This is the storm damaged section of the jetty, out of bounds now. These piles were swaying in the tide, all those birds were being rocked to sleep on the deep. There's a weather station out on the final bit, recording any wild weather that comes through.

Because the beach is so flat there's no boat ramp; instead, certain enterprising fellows tow boats out to the deeper water. This tractor is the conventional choice; for the adventurous, there's this creation. I imagine that took quite a few beers and a lot of consultation with mates in the shed before the final version hit the sands. It looks like it's straight out of Mad Max. I'm sure someone is very proud of it.....

I finished 9 more Dear Jane blocks last night, most of them are straight-forward piecing or applique, and the fiddly one I had done most of already. I have 25 blocks now, nearly 2 rows worth, and it's still fun. Prepping the blocks is the worst bit, choosing which fabric and cutting strange little pieces, and realising that you've cut it all wrong and have to start again. Maybe I shouldn't work at night after a glass of wine.
No matter, I'm surging forward; on to Row 3 next.


pdudgeon 8:28 AM  

i love those quilt blocks! Your work is beautiful, as always.
I can't decide which is my favorite. the red and cream block on the bottom reminds me of a raspberry tart with little pastry diamonds on top.

Happy Easter to you and your family.

Jeanne 8:47 AM  

Your Dear Jane blocks are lovely!

sewprimitive karen 2:02 PM  

Oh, are you going in order with your Dear Janes? They look wonderful, just like Jane's. Goodness, that jetty. You are all so intrepid. We used to just go for drives in the country to get an ice cream cone lol.

Brenda 3:16 PM  

You worried about me and all those basket blocks! A Dear Jane in my humble opinion is much more daunting.

tami 8:34 PM  

I have the Dear Jane book and that is probably as close as I will ever get to making that quilt. Your blocks look great. I wish I had the patience.

YankeeQuilter 6:52 AM  

Your blocks look great! I stopped around block 30 and wish I had kept at it...

meggie 12:02 AM  

Err. "the fiddly one"?? wouldn't that be all of them!

It seems a shame you can't have a puppy. They are so rewarding. A lot of work, yes, but the payoff~ priceless!

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