Friday
Feb242017

simple life

Life keeps throwing me curves.  So I am trying to focus on simple things.  Like a dropped egg.  A walk tonight.  The breeze.  Time to work on a quilt.  Having enough leftovers in the refrigerator to make fried rice and not have to go out or get take out.  Hands in dough.  Hands in dirt.  Time to read to the bear.

I was supposed to be in California camping and going to a trade fair this weekend.  The curves in the road made the decision not to go.  I do wish I had gone.  But there is next year.  Or later in the year.  Maybe a camping trip for my birthday.

Hopefully the road is straighter tomorrow and next week.  But I will keep moving forward.

Wednesday
Feb222017

pussy hat

I asked my best friend if she wanted me to make a pussy hat for her out of yarn that I was spinning.  Her first thought was, no.  That is because she crochets as well.  I got her hooked.  Pun intended.  But then she said, yes!  Elizabeyta made yarn and hat.  She thought such love.

She actually sent me a pattern that she liked better then the original published pattern.  I had to agree.  It just seemed to be cuter.  The ears worked better.  As I was making it, I realized that I had made similar hats years ago.  Twelve to be exact but in bulkier yarn.  With huge pompons.  I made one for her as well.  She says that every time she wears it everyone has to wear it.  

I think if and when I make a similar hat for myself I am going for the bigger pompoms.  And I do not do pink.  I may go with the brown yarn I am making with accents.  The March for Science will be a bit hot with this type of hat on my head in April.  But maybe I will figure something out.  And I will use my old pattern.  I think it turned out better.

The yarn I made was very soft.  And my best friend's head is not very large.  The pattern was a bit large for her.  The yarn was not very elastic.  But she loved it when delivered.  The tassels helped.  She also recieved this hat when she was recovering from the norovirus.  Everything combined to help make it just the right hat for her.

The curves on the road this week are getting even more interesing.  Koda Bear is not being needy or clingy but I have about 15 minutes to myself before he wishes to be near.  It makes it hard to accomplish anything.  I understand but it does make it hard.  I worked on my shop during the making of dinner because that was the time I had.  Hustle when you can.  Any way you can.  But there is fresh bread for his belly and lots of cuddles.  It is what it is.  

And sometimes his favorite thing is to help me spin or sew.  More yarn for hats.  More quilting done.  It all works.

Monday
Feb202017

the road is full of curves

The travels last week went well.  We went a few different routes so there were new things to see.

And 70 mile an hour plus winds with snow.  We spent the night in Evanston, WY because the snow was coming down, the winds were blowing, and temperatures were falling.  We could have kept driving because Utah has better road maintenance then Wyoming but it was nice to stop.  There was about 8 inches of snow on the car when we left in the morning.  Koda Bear was thrilled!

Up at the Great Grandparents there were days of clear.

And days of rain.  I have the feeling that I will be going up at least once a year to help with pruning and garden clean up soon.  There may be a need in the future and I find gardening brings peace.  Even when I am just the muscle.

But the road is full of curves.  Koda Bear is back with me and my Beloved.  My plans have all changed.  Like I was going to go to California this weekend.  I am not going to have the energy.  Or the time.  I will work on my shop and the garden when it is not flooded.  The Bear and I will work on maths.  I will get back to the state park I was supposed to stay at though even without the trade show.  The pictures are lovely.  Just a road full of curves.

At my parents, I did have to make bread.  I have not made bread with all purpose white flour and commercial yeast in a long time.  That was an experience.  The flavour was not as developed as I would have liked but, again, the making of the bread brings peace.  The loaf was mostly gone by the end of the night.  My brother gave me crap about the crust being too dark.  But the bread disappeared!

I know could go on diatribe about the nutritional density of grocery store bought bread.  But I will not.  I do think I will need to plan five loaves of bread for each cross country trip or bring my levain so I can bake good bread on the road.  I am going to be looking for local millers and growers soon though.  I feel like I am back in the 60's or 70's and reading a Diet for a Small Planet.  Oh well . . .

Thursday
Feb092017

backpack

Somehow I got wrangled into making a backpack for one of my Mom's church friends.   This was harder then you might think because I was given the instructions:  blue.  Wow, there are so many different blues!  This is what I ended up with.  I did ask for help with the choosing of the fabrics.

Then, there was the putting it together.  It was not hard but probably not the way I would have put it together.  I would also have cut some of the pieces different shapes, like the flap for the opening.

But I liked how it turned out.  The straps are adjustable because you tie them at the bottom.  I would have changed the top for me but that would have required grommets.

I would also have wanted more coverage for the opening but I followed the pattern.

I would also have probably used a buckle or a different closure for the flap. But I am hard on backpacks.  

I hope the person likes it.  I am delivering it next week.  If I were to make it again, I already mentioned some of the changes I would have made.  I also think I would go thrift store shopping and see what I could find in weather proof fabric.  I use backpacks and weather proof matters.

Wednesday
Feb082017

Christmas continued

Because we are taking the bear back, I am trying to finish some Christmas stocking stuffers that I have not gotten done yet.  Yes, this is my life.  I all but decided that I need to start working a little bit each week on Christmas for the year instead of the month.  It may be more successful.  Even after I finish this bit, there is one last piece I wish to finish.  Then, I will start again.

This whole month has been this way for me.  I find that I feel like I am a crazy person for all I do.  Instead of picking up mustard from the store, I ferment my own.  Instead of buying what, I make what.  But then, I "sit" myself down (actually, I am usually working on something) and think about my actions.  Think about where my life is, where I wished my life to be long ago, and where it is going.  

There is very little I would wish to change.  I always wanted to life off grid, making everything for myself.  I wanted to live in southeast Alaska.  When I am telling myself I am a crazy person, I admit to myself that within the parameters that my life is currently, I am living the life I wanted.  I think part of it is that I am already missing Koda bear.  Who is really not so small anymore.  I am getting as many hugs and whale kisses as I can so I can store up.