Post 632 A lot going on

It's been a week with quite a lot on my mind, perhaps it's the Paschal moon. Wednesday began with a dash to the Guild to have my laptop tagged. It was the annual visit of an electrician to check and tag any machines used at the Guild. We needed to get the portable screen we are now using at WES, and any laptops likely to be used with it, tagged.

There was a bit of shopping to be done to get through the 4 day break. I made a full batch of chocolate crackle nests. 

Last week I was wondering if the shawl I had finished would go with the orange dress. I'm still unsure. I haven't actually tried it on yet. I did, however, find a small orange bag at a the Hahndorf leather shop. I ordered it to be delivered rather than drive up the Hills in current petrol situation. It arrived today. This is the shawl draped over the dress.  The bag will certainly work, with or without the shawl, but I'm hopeful it just might all work. The account of the shawl is in my embroidery blog.

 I moved quickly on to the  North Star Shawl  by Helen Stewart, the pattern I had chosen for the wool for the Chapter and Skein project. I'm very pleased with it, but set it aside over Easter to progress some embroidery.

As is now a tradition, Katherine and Niamh made hot cross buns on Good Friday. Lots of hot cross buns. I went to sample them as they came out of the oven.  Somehow I forgot to photograph the many trays. They were truly delicious. I had to ration myself to keep my weight under contol. 

I would normally have kept my Easter offering for Easter Sunday, but this year, Fionn's 21st birthday fell on Easter Saturday, so the family celebration focused on that, rather than Easter Sunday. I didn't want to confuse the birthday with Easter celbration, so I took my offering on Good Friday - a basket of felt Easter animals and some nests. The full details are in my embroidery blog account.

Late on Thursday I had a phone call to say the cabinet I had ordered in December to go behind my new TV was ready. The caller agreed that if I approved of it once I saw it,  it would fit on the back seat of my car and if I brought a blanket to wrap it in, two of their staff would help me load it, warning that I would need help at my end to unload it.  They were open on Saturday, so before heading out to Fionn's birthday lunch, I picked it up. Two men carried it to my car wrapped it in the doona I had provided, insisting on securing it in the seat belts - and the need for two people to unload at my end.

I had, of course, throught I'd give it a go on my own, but after watching them and their own precautions, I changed my mind and negotiated for Fionn to call in on Saturday morning to help me. 

We got it in place relatively easily. I had designed it so no cords needed to be detached to install it, since there had been a lot of effort to get the TV tuned. In spite of that, when I turned it on, there was no signal. The aerial cord was still connected at both ends but, while I have internet and streaming, no free-to-air TV.  I have contacted B&O and organised for the installing electricians to come next week and hopefully fix it.

The birthday party was a huge success, fuelled by a tonne of food and beverages. I had a lovely time catching up with a few family friends I haven't seen for a long time. It was a a very relaxed afternoon and Fionn, I think enjoyed it. Such gatherings are reviving and uplifting.  

As mentioned above, I switched to embroidery for a bit. I  finished another Kasia Jacquot panel and bag. A joy to work on.  Again, the detail is in my embroidery blog.

Most of Sunday and Monday was spent working on embroideries of Celtic symbols for my talk on the Legacy of Embroidery in the Early Medieval Period.  I am concerned about breaching copyright in using photos in a public presentation, so have drawn and embroidered these myself

I finished four and am well on the way with the fifth. They are quite tricky to draw and embroider symetrically and mine are far from perfect. This last one, in particular, has involved a lot of unpicking.

The weather has been mostly pleasantly in the low to mid 20s. It rained heavily on Sunday afternoon and my drip was back. The blessed Shane is booked to come and do his magic tomorrow week. I'm expecting this time he will install a drip tray.

I haven't swum this week. Too much going on and the pool closed over the Easter break. I'm hoping to make it on Friday. 

I hope readers had a happy and restful Easter.

Post 631 Turn, turn, turn.

Wednesday was swimming, then a quick trip to the Guild to hand over the book won in the raffle last week. A lot of interest in it from the Library Team, but it will need to go through the formal selection process. If it isn’t accepted I want it back - to give to the woman who really wanted to win it! 

After hanging out my wet towel and bathers when I got home, I headed over to the pub for a late lunch. I was hungry and still on a high from the NLA announcement. The trees in the Square are looking good. It was 31C and clear blue sky. 

The parcel I mailed with anxiety the day before reached its destination after a  runaround. I didn't realise that nominating extra insurance cover necessitated a signature on arrival. I won't do that again in a hurry.

On Thursday morning I had my annual appointment with my nephrologist. I left home early to detour via my audiologist, as the connector tube on one of my hearing aids had broken. I wasn't sure it could be fixed. This set of hearing aids is now about 10 years old and beyond mechanical repair. The tube, however, was easily replaced and I left with them fully functional. 

The good news continued.  The nephrologist (whose waiting room always provides a view of birdlife) is happy with my test results -  creatinine good,  no sign of protein, no change in sugar (which is slightly higher than ideal). We had another discussion about Ozempic. He has suggested doubling my metformin dose to help with weight loss. In the light of possible side-effects, I am trying a 50% increase until I discuss with my GP. We also discussed the research he's involved in with Avivo, to enable universal donor blood conversions for transplants and transfusions. It's exciting research with big implications for medical treatment in war zones. They need, however to raise substantially more funds.

I had a weekend to myself, so on Saturday, after shopping for Monday's roast, I had a very late lunch at Mr Nick's at Frewville - Barramundi with a salad of rocket, fennel and walnuts. Excellent.

The flower arrangement on the bench was extraordinary. The staff member on duty explained it had another tall vase inside, adding a waste of good lemons!                                                                      

I also bought oysters for my main meal on Sunday with a large serve of salad and some multigrain bread - the last my weekly quota.

Books continue to arrive. A friend who volunteers in a charity shop in the Hills sent me this one. Anne Hetzel was president of the                             Embroiderers' Guild of SA in 1994 during which time the Guild undertook two commissions, one to make a Cope for Anglican Archbishop Ian George and one for a commemorative hanging to mark the 50th Anniversay of WWII, both of which are illustrated in the book,  which covers the 15 year period from 1983 when Anne and her researcher husband, Basil, travelled the world campaigning for the elimination of iodine deficiency. It's a story I didn't know, and which crosses a number of my interests.

On Friday I picked up the dress (muumuu!) I was having made by the local dressmaker. Pick-up is usually late afternoon, but when I left the fabric she had asked me to come in the morning to try it on. When I arrived she said that wasn’t needed and we chatted about various things as her card reader rejected my cards. In the end I made a direct debit. I checked at the nearby bank, and the cards are fine, problem with card reader.

When I got home and tried the dress, it was too long. I was in danger of tripping. Rather than take it back, I got out my scissors, cut 7” off both dress and lining, and ran both around on the machine. It wasn’t quite as straightforward as I hoped, as the hem was slightly shaped. The photo was taken before I ironed the hem. It's fine. On the other hand, my insistence on pockets to hold my phone hasn’t paid off. The phone is far too heavy. Even, as I had planned, balanced by keys or purse, the distortion will make it difficult to move. Looks like it’s a must-wear-a-shoulder-bag dress.

I had planned to wear it to Fionn’s 21st over Easter, but I don’t think it will be warm enough. It’s light and floaty and will find plenty of use in Summer. Even though it has been 30C today, the weather is turning. I changed my quilt over to the heavier one on Saturday and also put on a singlet - my signal that autumn has arrived. Daylight saving ends next weekend.

The History of Knitting also arrived. Published in 1987 it seems to still be the most comprehensive account. It was written by the Bishop of Leicester, who began knitting aged 7 and continued throughout his life. I'm hoping this one might prompt a discussion at WES Group next year.

Today I got up early and madea  full batch of chocolate crackle nests  so I could take a couple to Panayoula, with whom I was having morning coffee, before my 1pm haircut. We had, as usual, so much to share, so much to talk about. 

I have just finished the shawl (why this post is so late!).  

I might have managed one more row with the yarn but, with about 570 stitches on the needle, I didn't risk it. I did an elastic cast-off, which uses more yarn, so the right decision, I think!

It looks and feels  lovely. Maybe it would go with that orange dress....

Today there were leaves falling from the trees along Carrington street, although in the Square a young jacaranda has a last blast of defiance with new blooms on the upmost tips.

I've been thinking a lot about my August talk on English Embroidery in the Early Middle Ages - and ordering a few booklets published in the 1990s by Anglo-Saxon Books. 

The one that has arrived has filled out some context for me. We didn't learn much about textiles, or the world of women, in my undergraduate course! I have four more on the way from England, but who knows how long they will take to arrive in the current international  transport disruptions.

Tomorrow I need to take my laptop to the Guild for electrical tagging. with a bit of luck I will also fit in a swim. I wish all of us a peaceful, relaxed and healthy Easter break.

Post 528 as Autumn Leaves Start to Fall.

 

The sunflowers I bought in the heat are finally spent. The last two put out a lot of cheer before they graduated to compost.

Before that happened, I spent Wednesday morning at the hairdresser and in the evening went back to Noi with friends for a very early dinner. We took advantage of their Feed-me and out-by-seven options, both of which worked well for me. It was an exceptional meal, and I'll be returning.

On Thursday, before Pilates, I rushed off to BigW  to buy a copy of Foul Play by Fiona MacIntosh, a Book Club pick, but after much searching through the strange shelf organisation, with no assistant in sight, I gave up and bought Dead Tide, the next in the series ( I was, of course, late for Pilates). 

After Pilates I went to Bunnings to get plumbers tape and some potting mix for succulents. I exited with a trolley full of plants (yes, including a pot of sunflowers!).

On Friday morning the fire alarm went off as I was getting dressed after showering, around 9am. threw on my clothes, grabbed phone, handbag and, as I was leaving, my hearing aids and watch. I went down the stairs, increasingly carefully, as the stair lights were not on below my floor. When I got outside, Maureen, our pod rep, was there before me, in her dressing gown. The alarm had stopped as I reached to bottom of the stairs. A man from another pod joined us. At this point I realised my hearing aids were not in my hand. When nothing happened, we went back into the building. Maureen and the neighbour came up the stairs with me, looking for the hearing aids. I searched in my apartment and then retraced my steps once again up and down the stairs. Nothing. 

I phoned my audiologist and made an appointment to be fitted for new hearing aids before heading out to the supermarket.  As I was getting into the car, my hand brushed against my trouser pocket; there was something in it. Yes, in the stress of evacuating the building via stairs without light, I had dropped what was in my hand - watch and hearing aids - into a pocket so I could use both hands on the stair rail! I felt like an idiot, but was delighted to have found them, and to cancel the appointment for replacements!  

I’ve no idea what set off the alarms. I suspect a neighbour who did not evacuate set off a smoke alarm and managed to turned it off while I was descending the stairs. 

I ended up doing a big shop for Monday night, then spending the afternoon gardening, planting what I had bought the day before, removing spent flowers, dead plants and empty plastic pots, fertilising, watering, repotting and sweeping up. The plumbers tape made absolutely no difference to my hose fitting. It’s still a weak stream, and still leaks. It nevertheless works and is more efficient than watering cans. 

I considered going to the pub for dinner, but settled for a cheese and salami salad and a long talk to my brother before getting organised for Saturday’s certificate workshop. A tiring day. 

Saturday's workshop was a counted stitches sampler. The group was small and friendly, the task interesting and requiring thought. I worked a simple grid sampler, varying thread over 5 basic stitches, so far wool and Danish thread in a similar colour. I intend to add colour variation as I go. For the moment, however, this is parked.

Requirements for the two Guild classes I’ve booked into later in the year have arrived and I’m busy finding, cutting and preparing linens for them.

On Sunday I picked up Lorraine at midday and drove up to Mt Barker Summit for a Ploughman's Lunch and Ukaria concert, our first for the year - the Australian String Quartet with Andrea Lam. It was fabulous. We had front row seats with a good view of the pianist (thanks to Lorraine's walker and disabled booking options).  We were a bit taken aback by the number of mobility devices in the audience. We all seem to have aged substantially. 

Since all the fuss about a certain amateur photographer altering a photo, I decided to have a go with the photo I took of two doves early in the week. I didn’t like the background wall behind the dove on the right of the top photo, so I experimented (using only Apple photo tools) in removing her from the background and re-pasting her into a cropped copy of the photo. While I have removed backgrounds before, I had to learn how to insert the result into another photo (lower photo). The perspective doesn’t quite work. While one bird (presumably the male) is genuinely larger than the other, moving them even slightly closer creates too great a contrast. I haven’t worked out how to enlarge the pasted image. I’m pleased to have tried it - and I promise to always declare if I do it again! 

There were seven of us for dinner on Monday night - really good to catch up with everyone. It is a busy and potentially stressful time for both school and university students, but all seem to have it organised and more of less under control. I feel for them. I remember the stress. Does it need to be like this? While I'm sure I learned from it, I'm not sure it's a necessary part of learning. There's  surely a better way.  My educator’s itch needs scratching.

Last night was the Pascal Full Moon, the first full moon after the March equinox and the signal that next Sunday is Easter. I happened to see it rising over the hills. A privilege. 

Today I skipped Aquafit. I had a few jobs to do and didn't want to be rushed. I got organised for the cleaner, dropped a set of pearls off at a jeweller to be restrung and called at a bookshop for a  colouring book I had read about and thought might provide useful embroidery designs. I have quite a few of these, and no, I haven't made much use of them! 

The Kaffe Fassett cardigan is, however progressing. The weather is cooling and Easter has been a time for knitting since I was a teenager.

It's an interesting mind that can create this set of colours. I am now on row 42 of an 80 row pattern that then repeats approximately 3 times on the back and fronts. I'd like to make significant progress  over Easter in between the family rituals and some reading. I have a pile of hard-copy books I need to tackle while making notes, so I can develop both embroidery ideas and a couple of presentations.  There's also 2 samples to work for my Glazig workshop in April. I won't be bored.

May you be uplifted at Easter!

Post 488: All about Easter.

Easter dominated the week. Panayoula and I had coffee on Wednesday and much of the afternoon was spent clearing my back balcony for the abseiling painters, who, I was assured in an email, were going to start work on Maundy Thursday.

When (predictably) they failed to materialise,  I went shopping at Frewville for enough supplies to get me through the long weekend. It wasn't overly busy, and the shelves were very well stocked.  By all accounts this was not the case on Saturday, the only suburban shopping day in the 4 day long weekend. 

Back at home I made some gingerbread rabbits, and moved the chair and plants back out on to the balcony for the weekend. By the time the sunset on Thursday I was pretty relaxed.

On Good Friday I spent a few hours preparing my Glazig presentation for next months WES Group - and I made my chocolate crackle nests for Easter Sunday before heading to Katherine's place for an afternoon tea of her excellent hot cross buns.

Saturday was a bit of an adventure. My cleaner came at 8.30. He has arthritis in his back and has been advised to give up his part-time cleaning job. He hasn't quite decided, but I suspect it is only a matter of time. 

Just after 9.30 I headed off to an OTR carpark on Marion Rd - about 15 minutes drive- to pick up a Dobosh Torte I had ordered. The only bakery now making these in Adelaide is online. I haven't used them before so was a bit cautious. I was a few minutes early and rang them to check all was well. They don't usually deliver on Saturdays, but had made a special effort. The cake arrived 5 minutes after my phone call. Whew! It was home and safely stowed in my fridge in time for me to head to Grange for lunch and Sit'nStitch.

It is well and truly Autumn in Adelaide. The beach was windy, overcast and the water choppy. Around the corner in Carrington Street the leaves are falling. There has been more rain than usual and mild sunsets.

Fionn had his mates around for a birthday celebration on Saturday night, so I stayed at home. I cooked some chicken livers for my dinner - a dish I often cook for visitors, but have recently realised works quite well for one person. The trick is in getting fresh chicken livers which I have previously always done from the Central Market. Frewville, however, sometimes have them, fresh and packaged in 500 gram lots, enough for 2 meals for me. So I indulged myself.  It meant I didn't eat fish on Good Friday, but since the original idea was fasting, I don't feel wedded to that tradition.

Easter Sunday lunch was, as has become another tradition, a family gathering at Katherine and Anthony's place. Katherine is missing from the photo because it is courtesy of her, the photographer. Anthony's pork was about perfect as were Katherine's array of vegetables.

Dessert was the Dobosh Torte, nests and eggs. 

This red mandevilla was an Easter gift. It looks splendid on the front balcony. I now have 4 in various colours. The one I almost killed during February has responded to being cut back and is shooting. It will be at least a year before it makes this kind of sunset display.

I also had a long talk to my brother.

My stitching time this week has almost entirely been taken up with getting started on the St Brigid jumper. The detail is in my embroidery blog. There have been times when I thought I have at last bitten off more than I can chew, but I think the rhythm is beginning to emerge. It may not, however, be finished for the start of winter! So far I haven't managed more than 6 rows in a day. I need to get that up to around 20. 

This morning there was some evidence of painters on the roof - presumably installing their anchor points for abseiling down the building. There has been, however, no sign of any further activity.  My balcony is as clear as it is going to be  and the chair  and a couple of plants are back inside.

It is raining on and off, and rain is forecast for most of the week, so  I am not holding my breath for abseiling painters. Good for knitting, though. 

I had a podiatrist appointment this morning and afterwards paid a visit to Officeworks. Last week they advertised some embroidery kits that made me curious. They are certainly expanding their craft range - possibly picking up where other chain stores are declining. I thought the two hoop kits might prove useful as patches, covering the zip holes on some of my affected tops. The muslin bags, I thought, might be dyed and embroidered as gift bags and I was simply intrigued by the little oval blackboards that can be pegged to things.  Toys that will not distract me from knitting.

Greek Easter is coming up this weekend. It is decades since I have tried making koulourakia, the traditional Greek Easter biscuits. I just might give it another try.  Christos anesti. Alithos anesti. 

Post 427 Eastertide

It has been an odd week. I've spent much of it emptying a cupboard, desk and filing cupboard in readiness for my 2 new pieces of furniture. That has been quite physically demanding but satisfying. It has, of course, been Easter. Our Covid restrictions were eased at midnight on Thursday, in time for the weekend. Masks are no longer required except on public transport, aged care facilities, hospitals and gyms. Our schools are on holidays and no decision has been made yet about masks when they return.  

I am not changing my cautious habits. No music or food festivals,  or even movies or theatres for me.  

I did a bit of shopping for the weekend treating myself  to some prawns for Good Friday, and yes, I did buy, and eat hot cross buns (in lieu of lunch). 

Some of my succulents burst into Easter bloom. 

There are promising buds on one frangipani, so I haven't given up hope yet.

The doves put in several appearances on Easter Saturday. I don't have seed for them at the moment, but it doesn't seem to deter them.  I keep the water dish topped up and they do drink each time they come.   

I made my usual chocolate crackle nests, my mother's tradition, to take to Katherine's on Sunday. This year I found some tiny chocolate-filled candy-coated eggs.  

We had a wonderful, relaxed and delicious late lunch on Sunday. Absolutely fabulous pork and vegetables followed by two of Katherines' amazing chocolate deserts. The only photo I took was this distant one of her chocolate and apricot tart. I suspended my diet long enough to have a tiny slice.  Worth it!

There was a gentle sunset over St Francis Xavier's Cathedral as the moon rose at the other end of my apartment. 

I have prepared the sewing room for the incoming long cabinet. Delivery is Friday afternoon. I'm nervous about the delivery. Both pieces are quite long and may not fit in the lift. The deliverers (contractors) will then decide whether one or both have to be brought up the 3 flights of stair or taken apart, brought up in pieces and reassembled. I'm trying not to stress. 

I have piles and a trolley of files and plastic containers in the spare bedroom, ready to go into the new cupboards and shelves. I have slightly rearranged my living room in readiness. I managed to move the old desk and filing cabinet down to my carparking area by myself but needed help with the cupboard. Late on Monday my neighbour called me to ask if she could have the desk! In return, her husband Theo got out his shifting trolley and moved my cupboard.  This can now stay in front of my car until the curb-side pickup, when he will help me move it out.

The desk has come back upstairs and is in Di's workroom next door. My friend Susan helped me assemble this from a flatpack I bought online, so I'm really pleased to find a good home for it.

In between shifting, storing and sorting I have been working on my bag-from-jeans. The first one is finished and has been a lot of fun to work on.

One side, with a tilt to the Housman poem, is wearing white for Eastertide.

The other side is simple summer fare. Both owe their design and colourway to the Beautiful Botanical Embroidery book. Details are again in my embroidery blog.

I've started on the second one.

Today I called at the Guild to pick up some more of the white cotton from the trading table and to catch up with a committee member. I went on to Bunnings to drop a magnifying lamp into their electrical recycling. 

Of course, the postie came while I was out so I had to visit the PO to pick up my copy of How to Knit Beautiful Bags.  Good to know that I won't run out of ideas for bags when I finish the ones from my old jeans!

To complete the week, here is the Easter moon about to set over Adelaide this morning.