See you again in a few weeks

Tomorrow morning we leave on our driving holiday....first we are going to a folk festival, then on Monday we will be heading for the coast.

Not that coast, we will be a couple of hours further north.
Our bags are packed.....mine is, anyway. A smaller bag than these.

We are looking forward to our holiday.....even though we have been retired for a couple of years, a holiday away is good. The break from daily routine is a change, and we are planning to visit places where we haven't been before. My knitting and hand-piecing are ready to go, we have several books to read, and we will take the large crossword (not yet started) from yesterday's local paper.

When we return I will tell of the highlights - no doubt there will be many!

"Trusting the driver.

While driving with another who holds the reins, you must not interfere with the driver, as anything of this kind implies a reproof, which is very offensive. If you think his conduct wrong, or are in fear of danger resulting, you may delicately suggest a change, apologizing therefore. You should resign yourself to the driver's control, and be perfectly calm and self-possessed during the course of a drive."

Calm and self-possessed, that's me.

Enjoy your days!

Kiss me, honey, honey, kiss me........

.....thrill me, honey, honey, thrill me.......

Remember that song? We have been visited by a swarm of bees, but they didn't leave any honey. This small Native Frangipani tree in our front yard yesterday had a swarm in it, I have never seen so many bees in one place. This morning we contacted a local beekeeper who arrived with a box, and a smoker, and he coaxed the queen into the box. Many of the bees followed, as bees do, and a couple of hours later he collected the box. We didn't see him take it, and I wish we had, because there is still a large clump of bees left. That dark mass hanging down on the left side of the tree is bees, and you may also be able to see some of the unhappy bees buzzing around. They are unhappy because they have been left behind.

Last night I rang another beekeeper and left a message about the swarm. When the lady rang back today she said those bees will now die because they aren't part of a hive anymore, and the beekeeper who took them should have left the box all day instead of just a couple of hours to make sure all the bees went together. Meanwhile, we have some very agitated bees in our front yard and I am not game to go outside for long.

It seems that if you are visited by a swarm you can either have it collected, or if it's convenient to leave them they will move of their own accord within a couple of days. Unfortunately they are not in a good place because the tree is near our garage door, and they are making life difficult as a result. Last night one hitched a ride inside with Kevin and stung me on the thumb......it's still tender, red and swollen and hot.

I am sorry the bees will die, though. I don't wish them any harm.

This is the top I finished yesterday and I am fairly pleased with it. It clings to all the bulges, but the patterned fabric does help to disguise that somewhat. The neck is low - it's gathered in the centre - it looks quite good on. I would like to make it again in a better fabric, but that will wait until we come home from holidays. The placement of the fabric motifs isn't too bad, they miss the bosom, but the black flower in the centre of the bottom row sits right on top of my belly button. Well done.
Recently we planted a Calistemon Taree Pink in our back yard and it is starting to flower - it's so pretty. This pic was taken in our Sydney garden before we moved as we had one growing there; we always liked it, and while we don't wish to recreate the garden we left behind there are some plants I miss. Hopefully the birds will like this too. Going on previous experience I know bees will.

"Dress For Receiving Calls.

If a lady has a special day for the reception of calls, her dress must be of silk or other goods suitable to the season, or to her position, but must be of quiet colors and plainly worn. Lace collars and cuffs should be worn with this dress, and a certain amount of jewellery is also admissible. A lady whose mornings are devoted to the superintendence of her domestic affairs may receive a casual caller in her ordinary morning dress, which must be neat, yet plain, with white plain linen collars and cuffs. For New Year's Day, or other calls of special significance, the dress should be rich, and may be elaborately trimmed. If the parlors are closed and the gas lighted, full evening dress is required."

I don't know about you, but I haven't seen white lace or linen collars and cuffs being worn for a very long time. I do, however, feel undressed without earrings - today's are amethyst and peridot chips, purple and green. So, because I am dressed, you are welcome to call.

Enjoy your days!

Best wishes to my Canadian family and friends for Thanksgiving!

A gorgeous Canadian maple tree taken on our visit to Toronto in October 2009, at Bluffers Park in Scarborough. It's a maple leaf-shaped maple tree, how cool is that? Hope you all have a great weekend!

I am really thrilled, I just read on Sara's blog that the name she picked for her sheep money bank is the name I thought of, Daisy....Daisy the sheep looks like a little flower, doesn't she? She is very cute!

Am just having a break from wrestling with some very slippery slidey slithery fabric. The top being made from Jalie 2794 is coming together very well, but oh my......that fabric....not sure it was a good choice, but the price was right to check the pattern fit and style and now it's not far from being finished anyway. I bought the fabric from the Big Fabric Chain Store but will check out the proper fabric shop to see if they have anything I like better; it will cost more but will be worth it. The pattern calls for four-way stretch fabric which rules out quite a few fabrics, as they are two-way stretch only. And during the sewing my overlocker had a hissy fit, I didn't notice that the thread going through the right-hand needle guides had jumped out of one of the guides.......wondered why there were so many loops where there shouldn't be loops on the wrong side of the seams and the tension was up the creek.......took a few seams to notice. Bummer. Le heavy sigh.

Ah well, so long as the top is wearable......the fabric is a black and white print about which I have misgivings, I don't usually wear printed tops.....usually stick to plain tops and bottoms, although I do lash out in summer and wear patterned skirts with my plain tops. There's something about patterned tops and the middle-aged bosom that can set one's teeth on edge. Ships in full sail come to mind.

A few months ago I started making a cardigan from some lovely woollen yarn bought last year from Bendigo Woollen Mills. It had one false start when I decided I didn't like the pattern I was using, so it was started again. Now the back is finished, both sleeves are finished, one front is finished, and I am having misgivings about the size......so have decided to undo it all and make the next size up. Being a cardigan it is worn over other garments, therefore it needs some ease, and I don't think it will have enough. The second front is now being made in the next size up as a comparison and looks like being a better size, even though there's only a few stitches difference. Le heavy sigh again. Fortunately it's plain knitting, slightly boring but quick.

In a couple of weeks we will be going on holidays, I can knit in the car......might get a fair bit done then. We're going to a folk festival then heading for the coast, destination yet to be decided. Pics will be taken and shown in due course.

"Dress for morning calls.

Morning calls may be made either in walking or carriage dress, provided the latter is justified by the presence of the carriage. The dress should be silk; collar and cuffs of the finest lace; light gloves; a full dress bonnet and jewellery of gold, either dead, burnished or enamelled, or of cameo or coral. Diamonds are not usually worn in daylight. A dress of black or neutral tint, in which light colors are introduced only in small quantities, is the most appropriate for a morning call."

Just remember that, next time you make a morning call.

Enjoy your days!

It wouldn't be a post without a picture........

.......so here are some.

In October last year we visited a couple of local gardens which were open......one was on a hill out in the country, with a creek at the foot of the hill. It was very peaceful.
Some of the iris in flower, in that garden. Yellow is such a happy colour. That particular garden was having its last open day as it was changing hands within the family, so we are glad we went to it.
The second garden was in a warmer drier spot, even though it wasn't very far from the first. It was a very new garden and the owners had used plants which did well in that climate - this one is a leucadendron, a native of South Africa which grows so well here that many people think they are Aussie native plants.

You would be proud of me, this week I made a skirt.....that is to say, I re-made a skirt which was recently bought new in an op shop; it was a wrap-around skirt, a style which is not flattering to the middle-aged barrel shape because it never sits just where it should, and the view when the wind blows it open is not always what we want to show the world. So its waistband was removed, the one and only seam was sewn with a zipper inserted, and a new waistband made from the old one and sewn back on. Because it was a wee bit loose (read: almost falling down) I inserted some elastic in the waistband before sewing the final side. Result: a new cool cotton skirt, just the thing for the coming summer.

So while fired up with the clothes sewing bug I have decided to have a go at making this top, not long ago I bought some black and white printed knit fabric for that purpose. I have used another Jalie pattern and been quite pleased with it; once I knew what size I needed to trace it went together very well, and the two tops I made from that pattern are very useful. The sizing on this one is slightly different and it will also need to be shortened as it's several centimetres longer than the first pattern. I'm not very tall, you know.

Last weekend winter came back to annoy us and it was very very cold - so much so that we brought in some wood and lit the fire, despite having emptied the fire box and cleaned the glass a week earlier. We had an early taste of spring some weeks ago and it has been shy ever since, hiding from us and peeping out occasionally to tease us. And we had lots of rain, lovely rain, the gardens are smiling. When they get tomorrow's forecast rain, they will no doubt be ecstatic.

This week we have been feeling a little jet-lagged as daylight saving started in the wee small hours of last Sunday morning. While I don't mind it during mid-summer (because the alternative would be sunrise well before 5am and that's far too early for any sane person) six months is way too long. The sun actually rises later during the first and last weeks of daylight saving, than it does in mid-winter.....isn't that ridiculous? If one needs to use lights and power in the morning as well as the evening, where is the saving? I thought the main reason for daylight saving was to save energy, not use more of it.

"Punctuality.

The hour generally selected in cities is after business hours, or from five to eight o'clock. In the country or villages it may be an hour or two earlier. To be punctual at the hour mentioned is obligatory. If you are too early you are in the way; if too late you annoy the hostess, cause impatience among the assembled guests, and perhaps spoil the dinner. Fifteen minutes is the longest time required for a tardy guest."

Remember that next time you receive an invitation, and don't forget to adjust your watch for daylight saving lest you be too late or too early.

Enjoy your days!

Finished is a good feeling!

At last "Black and White Rag" is done. Started in July 2006, left as a top for a few years, then quilted in September 2011. The sense of relief when the last stitch was taken last night was great.

The back.....the scrumptious orange fabric (one of the Marble Mates range, by Moda - don't know if it's still available) wasn't quite wide enough, hence the strip of black and white fabric.
A close-up of one of the corners showing the quilting. The quilting design is from New Zealand Quilter magazine, Issue 63. The design is called Patiki and is based on a Maori kowhaiwhai design.
A Big Decision was needed on how to turn the corner, because the design in the magazine didn't show a corner. The design is made of four separate lines which meant four separate rows of quilting around the border; just well it's not a huge quilt. It seemed fitting to use a New Zealand design because the quilt was first started in a class by New Zealand quilter, Donna Ward. My family also has a connection with NZ, as my maternal grandmother was born there; she emigrated to Australia with her family when she was only three years old.

It was going to be a very artistic photo session in the garden, but the wind sprang up and it's starting to rain.....not ideal conditions for taking a good photo, so we have to settle for draping the quilt over the furniture in the beer garden. Every time we think winter has well and truly gone it comes snapping at our heels again, just to let us know it hasn't quite departed. Hopefully our new plants won't fare too badly. I spoke to them this morning and they assured me they were looking forward to some rain, and would be just fine.

Just as well the neighbours weren't around at the time.

Having learnt last spring to identify certain weeds, I am trying to keep them under control this year. But the neighbour on one side isn't, because they are seldom home; today I noticed a healthy lush crop of bright green sticky weed in their garden which abuts onto ours along the boundary between the two gardens. I am not impressed. The sticky weed will go to seed soon and it will be back where I don't want it. That family moved to the house last January but is already putting the house on the market again, so perhaps whoever buys it will keep the aforementioned sticky weed under control. We can live in hope.......the neighbours (who are a nice enough family) have several horses, so are looking at buying a farm out in the country somewhere as they currently have to pay rent for the horses as well as the mortgage on their house. I don't know why they didn't think of that a year ago.

"What should we think of one who had invented flowers, supposing that, before him, flowers were unknown? Would he not be regarded as the opener-up of a paradise of new delight? Should we not hail the inventor as a genius, as a god? And yet those lovely offsprings of the earth have been speaking to man from the first dawn of his existence until now, telling him of the goodness and wisdom of the Creative Power, which bid the earth bring forth, not only that which was useful as a food, but also flowers, the bright consummate flowers, to clothe it in beauty and joy?"

Perhaps so.......but I don't think I shall hail the inventor of sticky weed, if it's all the same with you. The Victorians were masters of the florid phrase, weren't they?

Enjoy your days!

It's Pretty Purple Flower Time Again

It doesn't seem like a year has passed since our Pretty Purple Bush flowered, does it? But it has to be, because the PPB is in flower again.

We found out it is called Prostanthera Ovalifolia, or Native Mint Bush. The variegated leaves have a fresh almost minty scent, particularly if lightly crushed.
The scent is particularly noticeable at present because it's raining, the moist shrub smells heavenly.....and it is so very pretty.

The quilting on my black and white and lime green and orange quilt is all done and it's up to having its binding sewn down on the back. Today is cloudy and dull so it's not ideal light for sewing black fabric with black thread, and the binding is a black and white print with lots of black. But it will get finished, and when it is done there will be pics. After five years, finished will be a good feeling!

Am I alone in this, or do other women find the current shaven head look on men silly? Yes fellers, we know some of you lose your hair early and some later in life. It's not the end of the world. Shaving off what remains will not make you look fabulous. And as for the shiny polished look......erk, what a turn-off. There is an ad on TV here for sunglasses which features a bald bloke with his sunnies pushed up to the top of his shiny head, and frankly I think he looks a bit ridiculous.

But perhaps some women like that look, so who am I to say don't do it? The world would be a dull place if we all liked the same things.

Since moving here we have been amused by those folk who will not Cross The River if they can avoid it. Like many other Australian country towns this one grew around a river crossing, so the western and southern suburbs of the town are on one side of the river, eastern and northern on the other. We live on the northern edge of town and Crossing The River doesn't bother us, but we are tickled by those who don't like doing so. "Oh no", they say in a hushed voice, "I only shop in south, or west, I don't Cross The River". As a child here I lived in north, my grandparents lived in west, my primary (elementary) school was in east, high school was in south, so we crossed the river regularly and thought nothing of it. As the town has grown and there are shops and schools in all areas, one can mostly stay in one's own suburb if one doesn't wish to venture too far.....although occasionally one needs to visit a particular shop, or consult with a professional person, on the other side of the river. For choir practice on Monday nights I must Cross The River, so I feel as though I must be undertaking a great adventure when I do.

"Prudery.

Avoid an affectation of excessive modesty. Do not use the word "limb" for "leg". If legs are really improper, then let us, on no account, mention them, but having found it necessary to mention them, let us by all means give them their appropriate name."

Definitely something to keep in mind next time one of us receives a compliment on our shapely legs, which we do regularly, of course.

Enjoy your days!

Slaving over a hot quilt

This quilt has been pinned ready to be quilted for several months, life just happened in the meantime.....but now it is having its turn under the machine needle. The sashing is done and now I am working on the blocks.

Its name is "Black and White Rag", after the old tune written in 1908 by George Botsford, as it has quite a lot of black and white (albeit with some green and orange) and a piano key border. I like my quilts' names to have a musical allusion.
It was started about five years ago in a class taught by Donna Ward of New Zealand, when she was visiting Sydney. Donna taught us a quilt as you go technique, but I liked the idea of working on the whole quilt in one go.

And now it is on the homeward stretch, yay! I have stopped sewing long enough to have a coffee and blogging break.

Another view of our Fireworks grevillea, isn't it a fun plant? That's some of our front verandah behind it.

Been a bit busy this week, as well as sporadically working on the quilt. After last weekend's wintry weather (by gosh it was cold, really really cold) we are well and truly into spring now. Flowers are popping up everywhere one looks and trees are showing their new green growth, don't you just love that bright fresh colour? Last night was the first time for a few months that we didn't light the fire. While we are plunging headlong into spring our friends and family in the northern hemisphere are dropping into autumn, you lucky people. Never mind, in seven or eight months we will be there too. Not that I am wishing my life away, you understand - I'm just planning how to survive summer.

Tomorrow afternoon the Monday night choir is singing for the residents at a local aged care complex, we are doing the same program as our concert two weeks ago with a couple of songs dropped out. Let's hope the audience enjoys it as much as the previous one did. And the Thursday night choir is having lots of fun too, one of the songs we are learning is "Land of Hope and Glory" which is being played on the radio as we speak. I will try not to deafen you while I sing along......we are also learning some of the oldies from the 60s. Many of us don't need the words because we can remember them all from our giddy youth. Songs then were such fun, weren't they?

Have been looking in local shop windows, and watching some of the locals in their new spring togs. What's with the dippy drippy hemlines? I thought that style came and went just a few years ago, now it seems to be back - although if I dig into my memory last time it was skirts only; this time it seems skirts and tops have uneven hems. Many of the clothes are made from light stretch fabric and to my eye, for what it's worth, in my opinion, they look as they have gone one too many rounds with the washing machine.......and lost. Have you ever had one of those disasters where a garment has tangled with other clothing in the washing machine and emerged saggy and stretched out of shape - so much so that you threw it out or used it for washing the car? That's what the current fashions bring to my mind. Needless to say, I don't plan on wearing them.

However I do love those handkerchief hems on clothes from the 1920s and 30s. Fabrics were different then, no saggy knits for those women; they used soft georgette and silk fabrics so their skirts gently drifted. And their dresses were lined or at least worn with a petticoat, so they didn't cling. Clothing which clings too closely is not kind.

"As fashions are constantly changing, those who do not adopt the extremes, as there are so many of the prevailing modes at present, can find something to suit every form and face."

Probably as true today as it was in 1885, when it was written.

Enjoy your days!