This weekend was spent in the company of many good folks, some baby chicks, a three-legged dog, a few kitties, a couple roly poly bugs, and a stuffed giraffe or two as we ate, explored, and helped friends celebrate a birthday and various other achievements. And we are thankful that so much of that time was spent outdoors.
And now, as I have the house all to myself, I’m going to try to stay off the computer and get some work done!
Linking up with Amanda today for weekending.
Why so glum? Let’s try that again with big smiles, please!
Um, okay, good enough.
Easter is fast becoming my favorite holiday. We are slowly gathering traditions (thank you, Pinterest) and making up new ones. If you have any favorite Lent/Easter traditions, please share them in the comments!
Oh my. Spring is having a little trouble getting started this year. A quick scroll through the archives of last March tell quite a different tale — much greenery and barefoot girls outdoors and playing in the sprinkler. My phenology journal tells me that last year at this time we already had lettuce sprouting out front and the crocuses had been here and gone. Now last March was anything but normal for South Dakota weather, and we certainly don’t want to relive the drought and heat of last summer. But we sure are ready for a bit of warm sunshine.
We had one wonderfully warm day where our thermometer reached 60 degrees (it seemed like 80 to us). And the girls wanted to play outside all day and were thrilled not to need coats or shoes. But even though that day was an anomaly, and the next several days didn’t get much above freezing, the girls can not quite understand that it is still necessary to wear a coat outside. They attempt to go out without a coat (sometimes sans shoes even), and then run in to grab just one more thing to put on to see if that will keep them warm enough . . . and then come back in for just one more thing . . . and then just one more (I feel like Little Bear’s mother). Soon we will shed these coats and say good-bye to all this gray and brown. Soon, I hope.
Just two weeks before Bea’s birthday last July, Adeline decided she wanted to sew her the ragdoll from Sewing for Children. But oddly enough, two weeks wasn’t quite enough time to get it finished. She kept working at it though (with much help from Mama), on and off through summer and fall. But somewhere along the line, Adeline decided that since she hadn’t finished it in time for Bea’s birthday, maybe she could keep it for her herself. And make Bea another one later. Riiiiight.
So this is Watermelon. There are plans to make more clothes for her, of course. And the book has patterns for shoes and a jacket, too. I can’t recommend this book highly enough. We’ve had it for a couple years and made several projects from it, though none of the others have made it to the pages of this blog. It has plenty of projects that even the littlest sewists can help with. Adeline is currently working on the applique pillow project. She says it’s going to be a gift for Bea . . .
1:: A bowl of rattlesnake soup, anyone?
2:: A vest, nearly finished.
3:: That girl.
4:: Those curls.
5,6:: Sewing felt pastries.
7,8:: Indoor icebergs.
9:: Clementine candles.
Joining Amanda for: {this moment} – A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor, and remember.
This idea spent a couple years in my head and then a couple more in various stages of completion, and is now finally residing on our living room wall. The inspiration was originally provided by the family tree in Alicia Paulson’s Stitched in Time, with further prompting from the tree project in Amanda Soule’s Handmade Home.
I think I started this just after I finished our coasters (using fabric from the same bundle) — which means that it only took me two years to complete! Now, on to the living room quilt, using up the rest of the AMH fabric. Two or three more years ought to do it!
Joining Amanda for: {this moment} – A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
