Pippi Longstocking: 'I've never done it before, so I guess I can'
|light shining thru'|
I have been too busy to post or follow much online this past week. After feeling pretty down and out most of the weekend, I began a new jewelry series 'spread a little love' not to quash my emotions but rather in an effort to channel them, working with my hands is the only way I can make 'sense' of anything
I then got a phone-call from a friend needing help in her garden, in our so-called one-and-a-half-meter-economy this was a possibility for me to earn some dosh whilst maintaining a safe distance
this in turn inspired me to take on a garden-project in our own, images further down below....the weather has been absolutely fantastic and I found it impossible to stay indoors during daylight: when I wasn't pottering about in my friend's garden and ours, walking along the river or in the woods with Django, I was sewing/patching/stitching on the porch or in a sunny spot, away from my laptop
I'm now even more motivated to stick to my original plan of having two layers, so when I do hang it against light you get the wonderful stained-glass feel. Plus it will remain as light in weight and feel as possible. The back will be a white/cream patchwork, using what I have lying about in my stash. Running stitch being my favourite will make for a perfect kantha-finish
hanging on the clothesline out back, it has become so long it's trailing in the grasses. Along the long edges are bands of strip-patching, chiming in perfectly with the ones Jude demonstrated in class
Instead of making a robe (which I don't wear anyway) I'll continue to work on this cloth, as it's large too and I can still follow ideas suggested in class.
back to the garden
I managed to save a couple of plants growing in between the cracks: Aquilegia, Jack-by-the-hedge, Campanula, Cow parsley, forget-me-not and Californian poppy!
They have gone back in and I'm monitoring their progress
|just a little fun, vegetarian croc|
The almost completely overgrown path upwards to the house, it was five tiles wide, but you can barely make out three for all the wonkiness and weeds, out and out they came....I have to admit after 15 slabs or so I felt quite overwhelmed but I said to self 'no way are you going to put them back! just plod on and see how far you get today...' this was Thursday and by the time the sun had moved way west I had managed to start placing them back, highly motivating
in my mind an imaginary song, something along the lines of '....down the garden path we go - hey ho - hey ho - ....down the garden path it is, on to the BirdHut....'
yesterday my hairdresser asked me if I could make 20 face
masks for her? An actual order, duh yes I can. Life has a funny way of urging me on
plants and flower pots....
i want a flower pot. i don't know why.....
the beginning, as with so many things Dana, was the hardest....once you get started stuff moves one way or another...
thank you Michelle
stepping stones Nancy, that is a lovely way to put it
Liz, I was at a loss how to continue with the edges, and I cannot quite remember why I thought of making these strips and why they would fit, maybe subconsciously I was remembering Jude's class with the robe-making first-time-round as I hadn't seen her latest posts before getting started. Once I got to making them I thought of them as either wild borders or paths...perhaps they can be both
I have lots of pots with flowers, Grace, they are an indulgence as they need watering