you know its autumn when the horse chestnuts begin to fall. we all get such simple pleasure in finding them on the ground and all the better if you have to give them a helping hand to leave their pod. we pile them all up and keenly wait to see which one will be the big daddy-o of the season!
i have been battling a cold all weekend but this morning felt like doing something that didn't involve too much. i had found this bird at syko and thought it the perfect project. all it demanded was looseness - no hand stitching (bar the eyes) and raw edges. now i am a fussy finisher so i had to let go a bit and i really really enjoyed myself - so much so that i ended up making six little birds. i made them with what was lying around my ironing board - and i liked that i made choices that i wouldn't have made if i had been standing in front of the fabric cupboard and that you could use tiny pieces that had been saved for something.
like these wings from stitchbird - when you buy something lyndy sends you some sweet little samples
and this fabric with old new zealand stamps cut from a t-towel
the tragedies of our very own christchurch and the not so far away japan are never far from my mind and it makes me feel sad, vulnerable and frightened. yesterday i had a whole day at home on my own so decided to roll up my sleeves and get on with something therapeutic - i changed a room around.
i put the popping corn in a jar - may have to grow a few more plants next year. i guess we better see how well it actually pops!
and put my new stash of sock yarn in a basket - our local spotlight had it for $5 a ball with 20% off that. i went back twice! socks for all this year!
i just found out yesterday that the foo fighters are coming here to do a benefit concert - good old dave! tommy and i are going to grab some tickets in the morning when they go on sale. now thats something to smile about!
the last thing i made was the heart for a beginning - and this, for an end. a friend called on the weekend. friends of theirs had lost their precious baby - he was born 12 weeks early and lived for a few short hours. she wanted to give them something, a symbol, a memory and she wanted me to make it. as i was talking to her i glanced down and sitting in a basket was a little knitted elephant i had made years ago. perfect, for an elephant never forgets.
my cousins's daughter is getting married - i held her when she was born and now she is all grown up! they all live in australia so thought i would send a little something across to them. it had to be a heart!
every year, same thing, one day i just know that the smoothies are over and it is time for warm oatmeal. thats it, no hesitation, no going back. door closed. persephone is making her way back to hades.
i looked at the little crop of popping corn yesterday and brought it all in.
i set up a processing station on my grandmothers china cabinet with the intention that any passer by could stop for a minute or two and set free a few kernels - prairie has stopped for longer and i don't think it will be long until we have a jarful. its quite engaging work.
listening to an old favourite on a new dock
while grooving on nature and her bounty!
there are a couple of extra photos over here if popping corn is your thing!
wombling free - i loved these little guys when i was a kid. it was a british animated show made between 1973-75 - they must have been the first recyclers on tv - they may have even been the first freegans! i particularly loved their underground house all lined with newspaper and madame cholet's kitchen.
at kindergarten at school the children get a gift and usually the teacher makes a little doll but when there is a very special request my friend sally calls me in - this time it was for a womble. i leapt at that, not having picked up felt for sometime now. in the end i needle felted him and it was the perfect medium to deal with his fur. i really like his hair - looking a bit like white dreadlocks!
prairie adores him and doesn't want me to give him away so looks like there may be another womble on the go - perhaps madame cholet.
i saw these acorns the other day on a blog (i can't for the life of me remember where) and wanted to make them for prairie's party. i never did and rightly so as they would have been devoured in a nano second. so this morning i made them before prairie went to school. 'am i crazy' i thought as i dipped away. 'yep, you are' i answered. down here in these parts we call them hazelnuts. i toasted them, flaked off the skin then dipped them in chocolate then fine chocolate jimmies and got prairie to school on time. just.
a rather large squirrel nutkin hopped into the kitchen and put quite a large hole in the plate - he claimed to have eaten thoughtfully as he realised the letter p was starting to appear. hmmmm. i shall hide them now as i am sure prairie will be after a few more when she gets home.