Sewing summer bonnets
Sewing summer bonnets
Knitting has been very slow this winter. I decided to knit a scarf. When I saw this beautiful scarf hanging in the yarn shop I forgot that I hated knitting scarves and made one of those spur-of-the-moment decisions to buy a hideously expensive ball of wool. Not only was this ball hideously expensive…is was a mixture of dark colours and extremely fine. Did I say extremely fine? Like so thin it couldn’t get any thinner.
First off were the needles…..the only needles I had that were the right size were black. I soon discovered that dark hideously expensive, extremely fine yarn just isn’t good to knit on black needles. Next I tried some gold metal needles that I found in a ‘cheap’ crafting shop. No no….another set of needles that are not good….at night the light reflects off gold metal needles …trying to blind me with the bling. Third time lucky with cheap grey plastic needles…not ideal…I am still hunting for some short bamboo needles…but as there isn’t a large selection of yarn stores in the city where I live I was stuck with cheap plastic.
I have spent most of the winter knitting and knitting this damn scarf that just seems to take forever to grow. I’m having to watch every stitch I knit. A dropped stitch means hours of unknitting to find it. It is really beyond me who would enjoy lace knitting with very fine yarn.
At present I am about 3/4’s the way through the ball of yarn. I just can’t pick it up again…I have knitted (and unknitted) the damn scarf too many times and am just so over it. I will pick it up again (hideously expensive yarns just can’t be left languishing in the corner forever) but first I need to do a few quick knits and see some finished articles.
I will ignore the obvious…that I have been AWOL from the blogging world for six plus months. No excuses except ‘I have not been here’. Although I have not signed up for Blogtober this year (partly due to changes with WordPress and my technical inability to get my head around them) I thought I would just play at blogtober to see if I can get my blogging mojo back into the rhythm.
Last week my sewing machine came out of hibernation as I volunteered to sew bunting flags for a local festival. I obviously suffer amnesia when it comes to bunting flags…failing to remember how time-consuming and tedious it is to sew up 100’s of them. Seven hours of cutting (yes I cut each out individually…am I crazy or what?) and roughly the same amount of time for sewing. I won’t moan here about my back giving out…only lasting about 30 minutes of sewing at a time…oh the joys of advancing years.
As I dropped off the bag of finished bunting flags to the organiser I fretted to myself that I hadn’t sewn enough. I had run out of sewing time and had to be somewhere else for a few days. I needn’t have worried….there were plenty of flags to brighten the festival. My reward for those hours of cutting and sewing was seeing them hanging at the festival… the children enjoying themselves playing old-fashioned games under a rainbow of colour.
one morning. A hectic dash to throw together a present for a wee girly friend who was having an owl themed birthday party. Procrastinating as always I left it to the last minute…the morning of the party….to throw a present together.
I was pretty chuffed with the results. A gorgeous owl pillow made entirely from stash, using what I had already here in the house. Not only that, but I created this pillow totally from scratch…no pattern and no time to find one so out with some lunch wrap and this was the result.
Lots of wee hats that were sent off to the local SCBU (Special care Baby Unit) for those wee babies that needed some extra special care the first few days and weeks in this world
There were more ..a whole set of red ones as well……..all knitted with 4ply yarn and knitted in the round on circular needles.
This has been sitting in the draft box since January….when it should have been posted.
I didn’t make any resolutions at the beginning of the year. Actually the New year passed with barely a flick of the eye lid as I battled with some dragons that needed slaying. From the depths of despair came an idea. An idea to spend the year dispensing koha ( a New Zealand Maori word meaning gift or donation) to people, an idea with the selfish beginnings of pulling myself up and out of the dragon’s lair by putting a smile on ’ face or helping in some small way to lighten another’s’ load. I would love for all the koha to be anonymous but at times it just doesn’t work out that way, though sometimes the intended recipient doesn’t even realise they are a part of my game and are being koha’d.
For those of you who are in the midst of dragon slaying (or not as the case may be) and are thinking that this may be a good game for you I’ll give you a brief outline on how it has panned out for me for the month of January.
I have given myself a few rules. You may use my rules or make up a new set of rules for yourself.
I have had a clear intention and have not had to look yet for a recipient. They have unknowingly come to me or have been put in my path.
Now for those who may be wondering how this pans out in real life day-to-day living here are a few examples :
It may be as simple as smiling at and greeting a random stranger as you walk along the street, gifting a few dollars where there is a need, sharing a little of what you have, using up a little of your yarn stash to knit hats for babies that are born too early or sick, taking a few tablespoons of fresh ground coffee when you visit with friends, let your friends do the talking and you be a listening ear for them, give away clothing and possessions that you no longer need, play a board game with your kids, buy a ticket in a raffle or charity auction…… you get the picture.
A funny thing about this game is that once you start to play it those dragons seem to get slayed real fast, leaving you with even more time to play the game. An even funnier thing is that after playing the game for a wee while you forget you are playing the game and automatically koha smiles without even realising it.
Seems that I misplaced my sew-mojo (and the knit-mojo) after my last crafty post in August. Lost in the chaos and clutter of my house (and no…I won’t be sharing any pics…it’s just too embarrassing)
A new year and a new start.
Actually I started in December when I joined in with Sew Funky’s Christmas decoration swap. We were put into groups and had to make 6 (I think it was six…December seems such a long time past now that we are into a new year) decorations the same and send them to the others from the group. I settled on Christmas baubles coz I had been meaning to make me a set so thought others might like them too (and I still haven’t made myself a set as I kept gifting them away as fast as I made them). I didn’t take a photo due to a missing camera (which has finally turned up) and a missing notebook (that is still missing and I’m suspecting that it has been taken from our house). Never mind…thanks to ‘D’ from Sew Funky there is a photo of it on her blog here. I have ‘borrowed’ her photo but I do urge you all to go take a look…and drool over the decorations that some of the other crafters have made.
I was in such a dilemma about what would match others Christmas colour themes and would they be good enough and …and…and…. Finally I settled on a sparkly silver yarn thinking that silver was a pretty ‘neutral’ and safe colour theme for Christmas. One thing that I totally didn’t take into consideration was the fragility of the bauble (which is a very thin easily breakable glass) and how I was going to post these so that they arrive in one piece.
The weeks leading up to Christmas became really hectic and I omitted to say thanks to the other crafters in the group for their beautiful decorations. With the misplacement of my camera there were no photos taken of the gorgeous treasures that I received and now they are safely packed away in the ceiling until another December rolls around. If you are reading this there is a BIG THANK YOU to those who added your love to our tree and an even BIGGER THANK YOU to D for all your time and effort in organising this.