I completed my cabin quilt on Valentine’s Day and already wrote about it here. It hasn’t made it to the cabin yet because Tim wanted it on our “bed” instead. We had an IKEA mattress and frame on the floor for over a year. I’m getting too old for this. I had to roll onto my knees to get out of bed.
Tim had been hemming and hawing about building a bed. I was hoping to duplicate the bed we slept in on Deal Island, Tasmania, but since we didn’t have a cove where timber washed up on the beach, it was difficult to duplicate. We did find a great sawmill nearby though and got to choose lumber for the project, including an irregular piece with the bark still on it. They cut them to width and we drove them home.
I helped out with drawings but Tim did all the real work. He made a beautiful, sturdy bed. Best of all, I can rise to my feet straight out of bed. Maybe one day the quilt will make it up to the cabin, where I have to crawl to the foot of the bed to get up.