bread and other things

Still reading, still note taking, still writing, still practicing.  There may not be time for quilts and pottering and furniture and dolls … but there’s always time for bread.  And call me corny, but watching that dough rise never ceases to delight me.  Sprinkling the top of that soft, taut mass with flour then sinking my hand into it feels wonderful every time.

Today’s was extra sweet – on a garage cleanout on Saturday, I unpacked THE LAST kitchen box. Mmhm!  It was another Elasta-girl moment.  And there, at the bottom, was my Romertopf – something I’ve not seen for almost six years (yes, that’s how long the boxes were packed for – man, I can’t believe it was six years – at the risk of extra corniness, so much has happened since then!)  And a sugar shaker thing I don’t even remember owning.  Both almost found their way into a box for the thrift store – let’s face it, I managed without them for six years.  But then, I thought of my bread making … the Romertopf will be perfect for baking the bread in – a lovely moist environment.  The sugar shaker – why, perfect for sprinkling flour.

And they both lived up to their newly assigned roles with vim and vigour …

dough

flour shaker

table

shaped

romertopf

ready for baking

slashed

done yum hanging
So … no stitching.  I could tell you all about recurrent leg ulcers.  Or the psychosocial implications of emergency surgery for the elderly.  Maybe you’d like to hear about postoperative psychosis.  Or, sadly, how there’s very little evidence to support complementary pain relief therapies … but we’ll keep trying anyway.

annunciation(this beautiful image comes from here – doesn’t that look just how you’d feel if that glowing man with the alarming news appeared in your bedroom!)

Or maybe I’ll mention that today is the Annunciation … the day that the Archangel Gabriel came down from heaven to let Mary know she’d better start knitting that layette.  I’ve never thought about it like this, but I reckon that means today’s a good day to start preparing for Christmas.  I mean, if WE were having the baby we would, wouldn’t we!  We’d get out the needles and get stuck into it.  I love the Annuciation … thinking about it just draws our year round into a perfect circle full of life and love, anticipation and promise.

And today, the Passover begins.  As I walked Fu tonight, homes all around us were in darkness .. the usual Monday night routines abandoned.  Instead, every several houses or so, there was an explosion of light and bustling as families came together to celebrate the Seder and share the story of the Exodus from Egypt and slavery.  It looked so lovely as we walked along.  In one, there were at least 20 people squished around the table and they were SINGING!  Fu and I stood outside in the dark and soaked it up.

Bread, caring, the promise of a dear little babe, the joy of freedom.  What more could you want on a Monday.

red

… the colour of love & happiness

… of my favourite foods, my favourite sunsets, my favourite fabrics

… of my newly received and much loved sandals, sunglasses and kettle (thank you sweet indulgent family :-)

… symbolising,  on this first day of the year, a new year filled with love, happy times and  the sharing of good, wholesome meals – including 9 litres of roasted tomato and lentil soup – mmmhmm … especially for those late autumn and winter evenings when we are all too tired to cook!

To the lovely friends and family who stop by here each day, may 2013 bring the same blessings to you … along with a good helping of that of which you dream.

I love red.

 

st. lucia visits her homeland

Do you remember my Waldorf inspired St. Lucia from a few years back?  Thanks to the lovely Carrie over at Parenting Passageway and Pinterest it seems a lot of folk do :-)

However – I didn’t ever get around to making a portrait of St. Lucia for myself.  The original was part of a seasonal giveaway and I hope the family she lives with still love her and think of her on her feast day.  So this year – with party preparations and celebrations finally over – I settled down on Friday and Saturday and at long last created a St. Lucia portrait for Bootville.

She’s a cushion!  I used one of those lovely feather filled cushions from Ikea and the prettiest blue velvet cushion cover from Ikea as her background – along with a bit of grey check from Ikea.  The applique is in pure wool felt from Winterwoods and the pleated border is a sweet floral seersucker print from Spotlight.  It was such sheer delight stitching her and I am very pleased with the finished goods.

For her introductory photo shoot – well, Abby says I need to shake things up at block-a-day – add a bit of quirkiness – reflect where WE are and what WE’RE at right now – and folks, despite my day dreams and wee vegetable plot, it is urban all the way to the back teeth.  So, needing to hit Ikea today we decided to take St. Lucia along – we knew she’d feel right at home.


And do you know – it was the most delightful and giggly way to spend an hour or so with my girly.  It’s so true that you don’t need to do something complicated, time consuming or expensive to have a good time.   I mean, check out the smile on St. Lucia’s face!

celebrating spring

There’s some serious landscaping happening on the season’s table.  As you can see, it has taken the residents of mushroom cottage quite by surprise.  However, I’m sure they’ll be thrilled with the final result!

It began with a duck.  I have several books of patterns for felt animals and have seen felt ducks for sale at Winterwood and Little Sparrow.  But did I have a pattern for a duck?  No.  There was no choice but to come up with my own.  It took 3 gussets before I found the right shape – I simply cannot visualise things – I’m a try it and learn from my mistakes kind of person.  So I know that next time I want a smaller beak and wings and I now have the perfect gusset shape.   I want to make at least two more ducks for the spring table, but once there was one – sitting upright and all, thanks to a bottom full of pigeon peas – it was time to move onto creating the spring pond.  Round and round and round …

Then it was onto the wee folk who will be dancing upon this spring table.  I crocheted their wee skirts on the weekend – using the bamboo yarn from my wrap.  Each skirt starts with a ring, then at least 1 round of half treble crochet, then onto a selection from the marvellous assortment of stitches from Mon Tricot.

Its so funny/sweet – as I plod my way through a new set of instructions – and some are so complicated – I recognise in the patterns I’m creating those that make up the doilies in my vintage doily collection.  It sends a shiver through me when I think about the women who have spent thousands of years with thread and needles in their hands creating these delicate designs – beautiful – aren’t we so lucky.

Oh – and the skirts are adorning wee wooden peg dolls Abby and I bought from Winterwood on Saturday.  My first foray into peg dolls and it is SOOOOOOO fun!  Apparently you can get larger wooden beads for the heads, but they didn’t have any, so we haven’t used any.  I quite like them with their little heads and think I shall stick with that.

The arms had me stumped for a while.  I tried to coerce Julian into drilling holes through their “shoulders” for me on the weekend – but he had a dreadful cold and didn’t want to brave the man-shed – and I didn’t want to brave the drill press.  So I tried wrapping pipecleaners around the “shoulders” – complete disaster – looked the hunchback of notre dame with a bad boob job.  Then it finally dawned on me to use what I had – the peggy bit!  So through went the pipecleaner, then I folded it to the height I needed and this – once wrapped with wool formed the shoulders, puffed sleeves and arms.  Perfectly lovely!  And I confess, I did a little jig and danced about the hallway when my first dancer was finished and waiting by the pond for the Maypole to be built :-)

There’s still a bit of landscaping to do – the cherry trees (stalks from the basil plant the chickens played with last month) need to be planted and have their blossoms added.  And there are some wee farm animals that are waiting to move in – some lambs and piggies and chickens.

And I think a bee hive might be in order.  Haven’t yet settled on a method of construction. And there might be some hair tweaking – that ginger haired lass looks like she’s wearing a saucer on her head – nothing the felting needle can’t fix.  And the spare ribbons need to be wrapped around the Maypole.  And those loose threads on the skirts need to be sewn in.

Eeeeee …. pure bliss!  And the perfect holiday entertainment for this mama-nurse to be who thought her week’s holiday came AFTER her three week psych placement – not before.  Good thing I checked my emails BEFORE catching the 6.50am tram on Monday morning.

I do so love creating :-)