me time

I came to this space to write today and felt badly.  What am I going to write?  Most of the projects I am working on are taking time.  My works in progress are many!  And the food I am creating is a lot of requested food.  Like today, I am going to make blackberry buckle because it was requested.  I laugh at how many times I use my own recipes.  The recipe list here will always be around in some form because I use it weekly.  

The picture is of a shawl I am making.  It is one of two new crochet techniques I am learning.  Which is incredible in itself but it does not mean I have a lot of pictures of done projects.  The other technique is using a slip stitch for the whole body of the crochet work.  Just learning that one took a couple months!  And it was for a Christmas present!  It might get to my Mom for Mother's Day.  At least she may still wear it where she lives.

I am also learning how to refinish furniture.  I found a teak coffee or side table (it could also be a bench) that someone had left to be taken away.  In our neighborhood, that means it is left on the side of the street and either someone leaves with it or it goes to the landfill.  Which every comes first.   A free solid teak table to learn new things on.  I have been having a blast.  My dining room table needs to be refinished and I am looking for other free or cheap furniture to do the same with.  I may sell it.

I also need to create some new plates for letterpress work.  I start writing out all I am doing here and no wonder I look up at 7:45 pm and go crap.  That was what I did last night and dinner was going to be an hour later then that.  But it was good bread with stuff on top.  It is amazing how many meals are just truly bread and cheese.  And along the lines of things I am planning, I have not even added the six sewing projects that are in my head.  I just found out a friend is pregnant.  

The me time on the shawl last night was needed.  Quiet where I could work more on learning the new skill.  I did order more yarn for it though.  The skeins I had in the first place were not the size that I really needed.  It is okay because this is a learning process and I just keep going forward.  And I will not be able to wear this shawl until next autumn unless I am traveling probably.  It is giving me ideas for leftover yarn though.  Always a bad thing.  More projects!


shirt from a dress

When Koda Bear was very small, I was wearing a lot of dress that had skirts to the floor.  I still love this length but there is a bit of impracticality about it.  Especially when there is a small boy you are trying to keep up with.  I kept tripping over the skirt of that style.

I have always liked the camp shirt style.  Very 1940's and 1950's.  I have also been watching the Dr. Blake Mysteries on Netflix.  The styles there are 1950's.  I love them.  Since I have a very old Folkwear pattern for the shirt I wanted to wear and a dress with enough yardage in it to make the shirt, especially since I was not wearing the dress, I thought why not!

This green print is quite old fashioned itself.  Very sublte.  I thought I had not cut the purple dress into something else but I was wrong and there was not enough fabric in the new dress to make a new shirt.  It is truly how I think.  I can I remake what I have into something I want.  Especially, if what I have I am not wearing.  Though the vertical storage of fabric in the closet is nice.

I still have not got the collar down quite right.  I need to reread the pattern a few more times to actually feel comfortable with the collar.  After making so many men's collars on shirts, it is a little counterintuitive.

The buttons were actually cut off another shirt.  It was a work shirt that had holes in it.  The thread was an eBay purchase.  Someone was trying to get rid of old thread.  It matched perfectly.

I really like this shirt.  I was pleased with how comfortable it was.  I was also pleased with the sizing.  When a pattern is that old, it is hard to tell if it will fit the way you think it should at the size it it.  The shirt is actually tucked up here because the picture was taken for the skirt.  I am double dipping.

I have worn this shirt a handful of times already.  It is already a go to in my closet.  I have a couple more dresses I could see myself making into shirts.  The red one I may keep long.  It is a nice traveling dress but it is a more of I will see when I get there.  


skating skirt

That trying to slow down is really not going very well.  I have only walked about 27 miles this week.  And put these skates on to coach two Basic 1 ice skating classes.  The Old Man had only tried to get me to coach for about 15 years.  It was a quiet push but he always wanted me to have another skill to fall back on as a just in case.  He would be pleased.  He would be chortling!  I realized as well that he did not ever wish to go to another funeral of one of his "kids."  The One he talked about was enough for him. 

Funny thing is I can just see him looking over his glasses and smiling at me.  With that smug look.  I would call him on crap and that was the look he would give me when I was right.  I would be getting that look today.

Bert's "kids" have been getting together a couple times a month.  Again, if the Old Man knew this was what it would take to get some of us back on the ice, he would have said, "Here, hold my coffee.  I got this."  His coffee was usually not just coffee unless I brought it to him from home.  But skating a few times a month, I noticed that the skating skirt I wore the most was starting to fall apart. 

Now, I loved the length of this skirt but I never truly liked how transparent it was.  I was going to get some black chiffon and make a new one but I liked the softness of the navy blue metallic lace better.  Soft is always good.  If I could have found the black, I would have bought black.

I laid the old skirt out as a pattern.  Cut.  Hemmed every side.  Three edges were a rolled hem and one was just a simple fold over so I could cover it with a ribbon tie.

It was really simple.  I started the sewing of the skirt just over two hours before the public skate started.  I got there as the skate started.

I like that it is not so transparent.

And it moves well.  This was a really crappy one foot spin I did for the photos.  But it shows the movement of the skirt.  I have enough supplies to make another which I may make up to sell.  

Not too long afer the picture was taken, I tried a sit spin.  A normal sit spin.  My foot said no more!  The sit spin stretch things in the foot too much and my balance was off.  I asked a friend who was there if when she was dealing with the same thing if she could do sit spins.  She said not work.  I bet a camel would have but I did not need to push my foot anymore.


trying to slow down

This week has been about trying to slow down.  The left foot in that picture is awfully damaged.  The best path for healing it is staying off of it.  Not walking thirty miles on it like last weekend.  This week it has hurt.  When I am hurting that badly, my creativity seems to pause, my energy sinks, and my mood turns more blue.

I am trying to do what I am supposed to do.  I only walked ten miles in four days.  That is really good for me.  I am icing it three times a day, stretching it multiple times a day, and I have an old ball of Koda Bear's that I am rolling it on.  The ball has spikes and it is hitting all the knots.  What is really hilarious is that I know I could put it in an ice skate, whether hockey or figure, and have a lot less pain.  

If it feels a bit thin on the blog, it is.  Because I am not being creative.  I spin yards of Finnx's fleece but you have seen that.  I can do that sitting down.  I am working on a hat but it is not done.  I am putting buttonholes on a shirt but that is not done.  Slowing my life down!  But I can say that I keep moving forward which I am most grateful for.  It is healing.  It takes time.

Maybe I will have an empty house soon and I can boil cabbages.  I use it for dye and I need to do that.  But the boyos complain.  Soon maybe?



I went to get dressed the other day and realized the slip I had pulled out was losing pieces of itself.  I was not incredibly surprised because it had been store bought and not that expensive.  I had even cut some of the lace off of it in the past so I could wear it under more dresses.  It did mean I needed to make a new slip.

I went into my plant dyed silk reject pile and pulled out a few pieces.  There were a couple pieces I liked now.  I realized that I had used red beets to dye the silk.  At the time, I did not like the results.  I think I thought it should be more dramatic and less subtle.

A couple pieces had been dyed with just beets and a couple others had had iron sulfate added to the dye bath.  Pulling the silk out, I had an antique like rose and a green.  Neither was in your face color but that is not usually what you want for a slip.  Especially since I like white shirts and I do not want people wondering what is under the shirt.

I actually pieced the silk together to cut large enough pieces to cut a front and back.  The binding and straps were not a problem, just the width.  When I am playing with dye, I like using smaller pieces of fabric so if I do not like what I am making, I have not wasted much.

As I put together a quilt top, I also stitched on the slip.  

I really like how it came together.  And I stitched heart cut from a cotton calico to be its tag.

The colors really change depending on the light.  It is something I am going to need to observe.

Time to play with more beets!