Friday, December 28, 2012
Sunday, December 23, 2012
Thought I would share this.....
Was unfinished knitting not under the tree.
The stockings weren’t hung by the chimney with care
’cause the heels and the toes had not a stitch there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds
but I had not finished the caps for their heads.
Dad was asleep; he was no help at all,
And the sweater for him was six inches too small.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I put down my needles to see what was the matter.
Away to the window, I flew like a flash,
Tripped over my yarn and fell down with a crash.
The tangle of yarn that lay deep as the snow
Reminded me how much I still had to go.
Out on my lawn, I heard such a noise,
I thought it would wake both dad and the boys.
And though I was tired, my brain was a bit thick,
I knew in a moment, it must be Saint Nick.
But what I heard then left me perplexed-ed,
For not a name I heard was what I had expected
“move, Ashford; move, Lopi; move, Addie and Clover
Move, Reynolds; move, Starmore; move, Fraylic–move
“Paton, don’t circle round; stand in line.
Come now, you sheep wool work just fine!
I know this is hard semi, it’s just your first year,
I’d hate to go back to eight tiny reindeer.”
I peered over the sill; what I saw was amazing,
Eight woolly sheep on my lawn all a’grazing.
And then,in a twinkle, I heard at the door
Santa’s feet coming across the porch floor.
I rose from my knees and got back on my feet,
And as I turned round, Saint Nick, I did meet.
He was dressed all in wool from his head to his toe
And his clothes were handknit from above to below.
A bright Fairisle sweater he wore on his back,
and his toys were all stuffed in an Aran knit sack.
His cap was a wonder of bobbles and lace,
A beautiful frame for his rosy red face.
The scarf round his neck could have stretched for a
And the socks peeking over his boots were Argyle.
The back of his mittens bore an intricate cable,
And suddenly on one I spied a small label.
SC was duplicate stitched on the cuff,
and I asked “Hey Nick, did you knit all this stuff?”
He proudly replied “Ho-ho-ho, yes I did,
I learned how to knit when I was a kid.”
He was chubby and plump, a quite well-dressed old man,
And I laughed to myself for I’d thought up a plan.
I flashed him a grin and jumped up in the air,
And the next thing he knew he was tied to a chair.
He spoke not a word, but looked in his lap
Where I’d laid my needles and yarn for a cap.
He quickly began knitting, first one cap then two;
For the first time I thought I’d really get through.
He put heels on the stockings and toes in some socks
While I sat back drinking Scotch on the rocks!!
So quickly like magic, his needles they flew,
That he was all finished by quarter to two.
He sprang for his sleigh when I let him go free,
And over his shoulder he looked back at me.
And I heard him exclaim as he sailed past the moon
“Next year start your knitting sometime around June.”
at 2:27 PM
Friday, December 21, 2012
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
I have been hard at work these last couple of weeks
making some gifts.
I kept them under wraps until I had given them to my friends
These little sewing wraps are based on a "housewife".
That was a little sewing kit my father had during the War
for his mending and running repairs while he was in the Airforce.
Mine measure 3 3/4" x 11" (approximately) and are made from the remants of my quilts.
Friday, December 14, 2012
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Just a few minutes to post this.
I have been saving it.
I started it a long time ago but now I am in a hurry to finish it.
It is made of old kimono fabrics: mostly silk.
The quilt, at this stage, is very light.
Monday, December 3, 2012
Thursday, November 29, 2012
It's a very popular thing around here to go to the "Trash and Treasure" market on a Sunday morning.
"Where did you get that?" they say.
"Oh, up at Trash...."
There's fresh fruit and veges
fresh bread and lollies,
second hand books and records (yes vinyl!)
Last Sunday was especially good.
Maybe it was the lovely fine day or it's getting close to Christmas but
I got all this, above, for $11!
I have been hunting for these sort of vases for ages.
And you know how I love a cup of tea.
Friday, November 23, 2012
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Friday, November 16, 2012
Thursday, November 8, 2012
After working on all those indigos for a while a felt like a bit of a change this week.
So I made this tree.
It's from a pattern dated 1998
from Animas Quilts
which I have tweaked a bit because I didn't like the shape.
It involves a lot of folded squares which makes it quite heavy
but I do like it.
And it's a great stash-buster!
And the roses are out here!
Do you like the placement of the mundane (washing the floor)
with the beautiful?