I have a lot of UFOs. Probably enough to be considered alien. I’m listing them here as much to have a record as to share. This group is all out of my sewing basket. I discovered if I did all my photo editing on my phone, my photos retain their dimensions at halt the size they become when I open then in Irfanview or GIMP (my photo programs) and I can upload them here with no problems. Editing is limited…
Not today. The sun is out today. Yesterday the rain poured down and, off and on all week, it’s been grim and cloudy. Since I am most definitely solar powered, that means my energy level hovered around “0” and I didn’t get much done. 😢 Timbers made it to the playoffs, but, alas, did not win. They played in that pouring rain. They made an exciting goal in the final 15 seconds to tie the game, but it ended up…
After reading Jude’s post yesterday, I was thinking about stitched baskets. I wanted to try out one of my ideas, but it was only half formed. I started with a bird I’d already done and added a nest. The nest is kind of a basket. Boucle was the wrong yarn to use. I ended up improvising from beginning to as far as I got. The nest is first couched boucle then twine, very loosely woven through the boucle. The twine…
It was a steady, visible rain, not a misty rain. Other than to note that, I didn’t pay much attention. The day before, and all week, was an off and on rain. I remember wondering earlier in the week where had the birds gone. Staying out of the rain, obviously. Today the birds are playing. From my chair in the living room, I am watching them flit around in the bare cherry tree, fly away, return. I think they are…
Wednesday That is, after all, what I am. Probably more so than even I realize. Wandering because, well, that’s what crazy ADD minds do. I no longer remember what it is like not to have music, or radio or tv talk constantly in the background. Most of the time I don’t think about it, but last night it was just creepy. Like it usually is with voices, it sounded like it was from a tv in a room down the…
My sister, Debie, makes jewelry and, once the pandemic clears sufficiently, will be offering bead therapy classes. Bead therapy came about because one of her friends so enjoyed playing with the beads as she chose the beads and helped my sister design the jewelry she was making for her. I don’t need bead therapy classes though, because Debie shares everything with me. She always gets more than she needs. Occasionally, she’ll even get some specifically to give me. She has…
And unstitching. The white lace just wasn’t working at the bottom of that patch. That was my unstitching. I may end up putting in on the yellow patch. After much debate about which stitch to use on the right, I decided on this week’s Beyond TAST stitch — Tulip stitch. I used a variegated teal/turquoise perle 5 for the detached chain part and a brighter turquoise crochet thread (compares with perle 8) that has a thread of tinsel wrapped around…
Since last I posted I changed my background and header. My plan was to make it autumn-y, but I saw the blue cacti and fount the site where I made the fancy-font title, so I went with it. Saturday my brother came by and chose a (very) few pears. By Sunday, so many had become ripe, I started making pear sauce. These pears a perfect for that 99% of them have to have wormy bits cut out, which makes them…
I think I fixed my upload size problem. . . . Nope. WP resizes my images! Actually it makes copies in various sizes, but won’t allow a full size image. I tried a direct link. They have not always opened because my webhost doesn’t allow direct (non html) links. Even on the same site, it doesn’t work all the time. I was working on this a few days ago and didn’t get back to it, but until I figure out…
Some time ago I read about piecing curves and decided to try it. I put together a few pieces of fabric and, since I had no plan or project, that was that. I may or may not have taken a picture. (I need to file all my saved photos together someday.) Last week, I was looking for something to stitch on and found that pieced patch. I started stitching without taking a picture. When I thought about it I’d already…