We’ve gotten used to fairly mild winters in Melbourne over the last few years. So Antarctic winds, hail and even snow on the nearby ranges have come as a bit of a surprise. It’s perfect weather for snuggling in bed but sadly, for me, I had to get up early on a Saturday, to drive my son to cross country running. It was lovely though, to see in the soft morning light, the garden gilded with rain drops. The promise of spring to come, in the little nodding Jonquils….
“He respects owl, because you can’t help respecting anybody who can spell TUESDAY, even if he doesn’t spell it right.”
Here’s to Tuesday, here’s to not being perfect, here’s to loving handmade and all its little quirks….
“I don’t sew” said one of the boys in my art for disengaged youth class.”Hmm”, I said. “Do you mean you can’t sew, you don’t know how to sew, or you don’t want to sew?” “I suppose all of those” he replied. “I’m here to teach you how to sew if you want to learn. What will you do when you move out of home and the buttons fall off your shirt?” I asked. “I’ll just buy a new shirt” he answered. “Okay, perhaps you might like to draw instead.” As he started drawing, the others got to work, designing patterns, picking fabric, cutting and sewing. They were having fun, comparing designs and chosen materials. Most made up their own patterns but the lizard and waving monster were patterns from a book called softies 22 friends for you to sew,knit and crochet. He quietly said, “I suppose I may as well do one of those things”. “Great, let’s get you started”. You can see Mr I Don’t Sew’s work in the final photograph. I thought it was rather wonderful, and I think, so did he.
I’m still here but haven’t been posting or visiting you much lately. A very dear friend has passed and I feel a little numb. I want my blog to be an uplifting happy place to visit, so I’m going to take a little break for a few weeks. I leave you with a little woodland owl nestled against the lichen on my apple tree. See you soon….
It’s 5.00 pm and time to feed Ruby, my naughty dog. Stepping outside I thought ooh, winter is on its way, there is a definite chill in the air. I quite like winter for a few months, snuggling inside, hot soup and coffee and perhaps a little chocolate too. Of course, I tire of it after a while and long for spring to arrive. For the moment though, I’m relishing the cool change. I’ve spent the day making Wayne the Wombat from a two toned vintage wool blanket. It’s perfect weather for working with wool. I’ve also started knitting a jumper. Sadly, just as I finished the rib band, I discovered I had made a mistake in row two, so I will not be showing you that…. Instead you can see how Ruby enjoys the cold weather. She loves nothing more than snuggling in her bed by the heater.
I have been saving a few little vintage finds to show you for Easter. They were all found at different times in local thrift shops for a couple of dollars. Along with a child’s cup, bunny salt shaker and the sweetest little cup and saucer beaded jug cover, you can see a little edible nest. I made these nests with the lovely group of women with intellectual disabilities that I teach. The nests are not my original idea, I can’t remember where I first saw them. They are just like the chocolate spiders I’m sure you’ve seen before. Simply melt white chocolate and mix with a packet of dried fried noodles. Spoon into a patty pan and make an indentation in the middle with your finger. When hardened, pop in a couple of mini eggs or a little chicken and then enjoy. I wish for you all, a happy and safe Easter holiday, wherever you are.