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Happy New Year !
Better late than not at all! And look at what Santa brought me! I used to have quite a collection of PlayMobil: the castle and all manner of Medieval Peoples with accoutrements. Alas, they do not do the castle anymore, but I’ll bet it comes around again. Just have to keep an eye out. And
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Not Making …
Ah, to be an anxiety-ridden putz. I got the idea for a new Dicken’s Christmas Bonnet from the YouTube, and thought it would make a nice birthday present for my sister. That was in August. It is November now, November 28th. Mulling something over, but being afraid to just start the damned thing, for three
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A Muse …
Here is a seasonal picture … the Pumpkin Spice Popcorn has been remaindered. And this is only right and proper. What ever were they thinking? When I started this off-&-on project of a blog, the theme of the car-dwelling was supposed to be prominent, but lately it doesn’t seem to have been so. I think
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Not Jailed Yet !
There. Would a violent felon embroider so prettily? This is a garment for the wintertime, mended. I sewed it myself, probably ten years ago. It mostly hung in the closet the first few years. I deliberately enlarged the pattern, but didn’t, you know, measure. And so it was too enlarged, and I didn’t like the
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A Restful Sunday, and Then …
I took a car photo last Sunday, thinking to build a post around it. I was stitching hexagons together, moving on, after some months, from just the stitching of the hexies themselves. And I am already on the fourth panel of my rice bag. I like them. Stitching them together was initially daunting. The piecing
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Hexagons
In the car, in Monterey, I stitched hexagons. Incessantly. The dreary workshop was only two and a half days. I was down there for two weeks, and all I did for the rest of the trip was find a pretty shady spot to park and stitch hexagons. The ocean is the best. It makes a
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Moving Along
What does it mean if it takes a person several months to get some mending organized? Perhaps she is distracted? My gray linen shirt, which I have worn to work for easily ten years, is wearing out. I went through an elbow. Wish I’d caught it before I went entirely through the fabric. A worn
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So, the Hiatus?
Well, having one’s neighbors, who have been granted legal residency, snatched off the streets of New York by masked men in body armor, and disappeared to Louisiana … and then, praise be to the Goddess and the ACLU, the poor woman is not disappeared, and the nation’s not lost yet … it is all very
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Eh …
What can I say? I just haven’t felt like it. I have been working on things. It’s just that writing about them seems so pointless, banal, in the face of other things. And I didn’t want this blog to go political, which would attract trolls. Do I need that grief? I can take some solace,
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More Braids
I suppose I have been busy enough. This is about two weeks’ output. I spent the most time on the Burgundy: four yards of, I’m sure there’s a term specific to Japanese braiding, but I’m calling it warp (as in weaving) for the time being. This here is a spiral braid. The raised edge is
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