Oh my goodness! Has it really been two weeks since I stopped by! Are you still here?! I was chatting with Mum this morning and she told me to get on over here and write a post, share some photos, and say hi to all the lovely folk who visit block-a-day. She thinks I’m very rude.
So, being a dutiful daughter .. and missing you all (truly, the minute I sit down and start uploading photos I think, my goodness why did I let this go so long!) … here I am :-)
All is good here – the presentation went very, very well. The last essay was squeezed out of me last Friday – the very last words not hitting the screen until 1 hour before the deadline but hey, I got there in the end. Classes are over for the year and now I’m looking forward (ha!) to exams and placement.
Of course, in between those important tasks, there’s been lots more super fun stuff going on round Bootville. But nothing much seems to be getting to the final finished and ready for showing stage. I blame the crappy weather – totally dreary, grey, cold and wet. So uninspiring. So impossible to finish off painted projects. So easy to sit in the armchair by the window and lose hours with never ending yarn projects on my lap. So easy to think that nothing much is happening until I look on my camera and think “Oh yes – there’s been all that.”
So instead, let’s share some “doing”, huh? Good! And hopefully in the next few days, there’ll be some sunlight and warmth and this will lead to that lovely finishing we all enjoy so much :-)
Glorious marigold coloured paint …
… helping to transform an old hard rubbished bedhead into a blackboard.
Whilst celery green paint brightens an old thrifted and embroidered fire screen.
Lots of happy doll making
And lots of sideboard sanding and restoration … oh look at that – there was some sun.
Getting into the cross stitch – some new Christmas tree decorations from a beautiful book of Danish cross stitch patterns given to me by a sweet friend I met on Instagram – which led me onto the bay of evil to see if there were more such books, which of course there were, and now they’re here!
The finishing off and stretching out of a pair of needlepoints – the girlie being a mere 6 years old, the monkey a grander 10 years old – and do you know, it took less then half an hour to finish them :sigh: Now I just need to sew them up into rather sumptuous cushions. That’s coming … truly it is :-)
The quilting and binding of a recently pieced quilt top – very pretty this one – and oh so very cosy on these silly cold days and nights.
The rearranging of the living room and rehoming of this wee blue bookshelf, now in the bedroom. It holds most of the children’s book series we have – more recent titles like the fabulously ghastly Unfortunate Events, the marvellously detailed Roman Mysteries, Spiderwick, the Adventures of Tashi, several of the American Girl collections, and of course Harry Potter. As well as some awesome oldies like the Moomin Adventures, the Adventures of Green Knowe, the Wolves of Willoughby Chase series, Little House, Edward Eager’s Tales of Magic, the Borrowers … such good stuff. Truly some of the essential ingredients of childhood and I do so love looking over the titles each day. Remembering when I read them, when Abby read them, what we loved most, words and stories and habits that became part of our lives.
More doll making – my turn this time – inspired, at one of those moments when there were at least 20 more important things to do, to try recreating this dear little wooden doll in yarn. Mostly quite pleased so far – but of course she’s missing her arms, hair, scarf and her apron’s not yet finished … As for the strange arrangement with the kewpie doll – well – I don’t know!
The finishing of my Icelandic shawl which took for absolutely ever, being in lace weight yarn and all, and then I decided to add a crocheted edging in some Noro sock weight – which is now taking for absolutely ever to finish.
Now when Abby needlepoints, she starts and finishes as quickly as she can. I just don’t know where that comes from … odd.
The realisation that if I don’t put some serious hours into knitting this Stevenson jumper, it will not be ready to wear when we make our summer visit to Green Cape Lighthouse and I won’t be able to have Julian take some photos of me doing my best Kate impersonation.
And more visits from dear Sacha, accompanied by incredibly late night costume sewing and a weekend of playful hilarity and adventure.
Hmph! Looking back at all this is quite inspiring – I’d quite forgotten we’d done so much – I might even go sew up those cushions. Yes, I think I will.