Post 510 Busy and Blessed

It's been a busy, lots to do, running around, kind of week - and no sign of it letting up! For the first time, I have deferred other pressing commitments to write this post! There are wind-up events, exams, visits, appointments galore - and the Adelaide 500 car race diverting traffic and blocking off city streets. 

The December WES meeting involves Margaret M and I putting together some examples and information about (mainly) Shetland knitting. It's crunch time for this, so I have been working up an example as well as working my way through my numerous books on the topic, to prepare a summary. I enjoy this, but it is time-consuming. On the weekend I finished the Shetland Wool Week hat in the Jamieson and Smith wool. To link the technique to embroidery, I am working the same chart in cross-stitch. I'm in the process of writing this up in my embroidery blog, so will make do here with a photo of the finished hat. Margaret and I get together tomorrow to organise our presentation.

The basket in the background is one I bought at Gallery M, which I managed to visit last Friday to see the Hand Spinners and Weavers exhibition of braids, Knot just Braids, which finished on Saturday. 

I am so pleased I managed to get there. It was a fabulous exhibition. Janet, a member of WES Group, had a series of Kimono cords, each attached to a spectacular kimono - a very clever idea.      The signature piece of the exhibition was a screen of cords made by individual members of the Guild.                                                                                

The work was diverse. I loved the braided pots - and the drawstring bag.

The final JEMS meeting for the year was on Saturday, with the usual shared food celebration. It's been a good year for JEMS. The group is strong, the atmosphere relaxed, the projects tailored to individual interests and needs.         

Sunday was the Guild's pre-Christmas Market Day. I managed to pick up a few more plants and one of the DMC Motifs booklets. The latter series is always useful for ideas. 

I broke up the large spider plant I bought and added the pieces to my wall garden where they will provide coverage. 

The snake plant has nicely rounded out my indoor window stands. The older one, on the right, needs repotting, as do a few of my plants. Maybe next week.

Unfortunately one small cactus left quite a few prickles in my hands as I placed it in the car. Magnifiers and tweezers seem to have finally removed them.

The 3 year-old jacarandas outside my apartment are coming along, one (right) has a very definite lean - over the road and a parking spot. While the shade is good, it might need a judicious prune before it gets much bigger.   

Speaking of parking, there were loud noises from the street on Thursday night, just after dark. It sounded like an aggressive car alarm. When I eventually went to look (at the end of Would I Lie to You) there was a tow truck trying to pick up a parked car (the leaning jacaranda is in the foreground). The process took about 40 minutes. 

The single tow-truck operator made incremental adjustments to his tray, the car and his ropes, while clearly trying to reassure the distraught car driver. It was skilled,  physical, work in a confined space -  a drama injected into my life. How many life stories did it feature in, and how very different might the perspectives might be?

I got back to swimming today. I've now managed to shift a few things to clear Tuesdays of appointments, so I can prioritise AquaFit. All clear now until well after Christmas.  It tires me out, but is really great to be back in the water. I have ordered a towelling dress to make the journey home a bit drier.  

Last night's dinner was lamb shanks, beans, broccoli and a new potato and cheese bake. This recipe layers potato slices (no mandolin in sight!) with spring onion, cheese, cream, salt and pepper, with a layer of cheese on top. I suspect roast potatoes are healthier, so I will be a bit sparing in serving this one!

Today the last of my bookmarks arrived. I'm pleased with them - especially the silhouetted birds. I might add some tassels to the jacaranda ones.

Alison is in town later this week for work - and it's her birthday week, so there is much excitement and planning for weekend celebrations. It's like a little miracle. So joyful, and grateful.

I have a couple of beanies to replace for Christmas and finally caved in to the recent offer of Cotton Crush from Bendigo Woollen Mills before it sold out. I've been trying to use up the pastels I have had since my grandchildren were babies. I'm making inroads, but have been yearning for bold colour. Now I've got it. 

A couple more books arrived. This one is for me. It is fascinating. The writer is expert in recording and researching marks carved into the walls of English churches - marks to request help or protection, indicate association, or supplication. I rang an old uni friend as soon as I read the introduction. She's ordered a copy too. 

It's been a hard week - indeed a hard year - in relation to road accidents, with some high profile examples impacting a significant portion of a local population, my own family included. Our Covid numbers are also on the rise. One of my Pilates group has been diagnosed with terminal liver cancer and at least one of my neighbours is ailing. There is a lot of sadness to take on board. It is sometimes hard to work that through. 

My optometrist appointment last week resulted in a new spectacle prescription and the continuation of my low-level steroid regimen, which is keeping my eyes healthier and functional.  This blog is one way I nurture my mental health. I recognise my privilege. I  endeavour to use it well - and I count my blessings.

Post 501 Plenty to do this week.

A big advantage of a macro-lens camera on my phone is that I can take opportunistic photos - like this ladybird on the Kalanchoe next to where I was sitting, reading in the sun on Friday. Within minutes it had flown away (home) - no time to get my DSL and attach the macro lens.

I am channeling my mother, who was an observer of  nature and her brother, who was a photographer.

Wednesday was our monthly World Embroidery Study Group meeting. We had a lively discussion about cruelty-free and sustainable silk, focused on three examples - the golden orb spider silk from Madagascar, the wild silks of India and the cocoon silk of Madagascar. The last, whilst the one most reliably cruelty-free, is the least adaptable, with embellishment rather than garment as an end point. Cocoons are collected after the moth has exited, then beaten into fibrous sheets which can be dyed and stitched. This is Margaret's photograph and work using one of the cocoon sheets to paint and embroider butterflies. 

After the meeting a few of us had lunch at a cafe around the corner from the Guild. We sat on their courtyard veranda, eventually becoming aware of a silent watcher above the magazine rack tucked into a corner. I'm hoping the teddybear was put there by the cafe for bored children, and not left behind by an adoring child. It certainly won't be cuddled by anyone any time soon!

The surgeon rang on Thursday with the pathology results for the 2 moles I had removed, one benign, one pre-cancerous, but they had got it all. I skipped Pilates in deference to the stitches, which come out next Thursday. They have reached the itchy stage, so I'll be glad to have them out.

I called at the Guild to return a key. On the way I picked up a copy of Richard Osman's newly released The Last Devil to Die as well as more basic provisions.

The Frida and Diego Exhibition at the Art Gallery was finishing last weekend.  I am so glad I made a concerted effort to get there on Friday. It was fabulous. Most of it comes from the endowment of the Jacques and Natasha Gelman. As well as their paintings, there are many interesting photographs of Frida and Diego, together and separate.   I bought the excellent catalogue for more leisurely perusal. The exhibition included a display of Mexican dresses which set me off on another World Embroidery tangent. By the end of the day I had sourced and ordered 2 books on Mexican embroidery. 

Surely someone will be interested in following up?

On Saturday, after a quick supermarket visit, I helped out at JEMS. There were 7 girls there, stitching a variety of things. The conversation is lively, not so different to adult stitching groups. I just made up the required supervision numbers, but it’s a rewarding gig.  I took last week's pouch along, as I had promised, to show how their advice had panned out. They were pleased with the result (genuinely,  I judge, although they would hardly have said otherwise!).

I spent much of Sunday making moussaka- and cleaning up afterwards. It was warm work, helped by listening to the very long ABBA Gold compilation album.  Only later, after I had cooked and eaten chicken livers for my lunch at 2.30 pm, fixed the printer that has been on strike for days, showered and sat down to catch up on news, did I discover that not all the heat had come from the kitchen. The outside temperature had reached 31C.  Looks like Spring is here. I removed the cotton blanket under the quilt on my bed.  Maybe it’s time to wash my woollens.

It was evident on Monday evening that the ragu for the moussaka could have done with a bit more reduction. but we had plenty of bread to mop up the liquid. Fionn's football team has made the final, so lots of speculation about their chances. Not sure if I can make the match on Saturday, but I will try. 

While the moussaka was heating, I tried to photograph the sun going down, sitting as a big golden globe on top of a building. I couldn't capture the globe, but produced an interesting photo anyway. It looks as if there was a dragon breathing fire from one of the apartments.

Today I had a podiatrist appointment and lunch with a UniSA Alumni officer. We discussed a range of Uni issues, from the proposed merger, to fund-raising and social justice. I really enjoyed it.

Afterwards I picked up a parcel from the PO - two sets of cards I bought from Can Do Books.  I was curious, after my experience with the cards that Pascal Jaouen's Glazig school produces. I'm pretty impressed with the two sets that came today. They are produced in England and more expensive here in Australia than they are in either the UK or USA. A good idea though, and very clear.

This morning I finished  The Last Devil to Die. I think it is extraordinary - compassionate, insightful, engaging, entertaining, moving. It reminds me a lot of the Ealing comedies I saw as a child with my parents at the Botany Empire Cinema (or Theatre, as it was signed) - a kind of intelligent high farce.

I have completed four of the eight patterns required for the alpaca shawl - 112 rows done, 112 to go.  Unfortunately, this is nowhere near half way because each row increases by 2 stitches. 

Might be worth trying to finish it before the hot weather sets in.

Post 499 Buttons and Birds

Spring arrived with a fanfare of birds this week. On the third level of an apartment with trees in front and behind, their noise is constant; chattering, calling, warning, arguing, as they seek out the emerging buds barely visible to human eyes. 

On Saturday evening it was a flock of lorikeets - the noisiest of them all.

It was in contrast to the almost monochrome moonscape as I tried to capture the super blue moon on Wednesday and Thursday nights. This was as close as I came to the golden glow, but I was pleased, nonetheless. Moonshots are difficult and at least I got a few decent shots, even without the gold.

I got some help on Saturday from JEMS for the jewellery pouch I had decided to make from last week's Certificate Course endeavour. I worked on the sample all week, unable to resist the temptation to play with the stitches and design. I couldn't decide between two pieces of fabric for the lining and back. The girls at JEMS worked it out - the velvet for the back because it matched the outer edge I was still working, and the shiny pink, which everyone loved, as lining. Later that night, Veronica added, sensibly, that the red necklaces I was planning to put in it would be hard to see if I used the velvet as lining. Good advice all round.  The pouch is now finished - detail in my embroidery blog. I've promised to take it back next month to show the JEMS.

A side activity at JEMS was button sorting. The JEMS button collection was being sorted into bags by colour and size. A button sort is irresistible, and I got a bit hooked. It's the result of a call for buttons for the children's dresses made by the Guild's shop team.

Sunday was sunny, with a stiff breeze in the morning, so I took the opportunity to throw my sheepskin slippers in the washing machine. The second load of washing was dry in an hour. The slippers took longer, but were clean and dry by the end of the afternoon.   I'll wait at least a couple of weeks before I wash my woollens - reckon I'll need them  yet.

On Sunday afternoon I took myself off to an Elders Art Auction to bid on a bark painting - the last item in the auction. It turned into a battle between an online bidder and myself. I allowed myself two bids over my notional limit, before bowing out. I'm now waiting for a photograph to come back from the framers before organising for my picture hanger to come and hang the botanical mosaic I bought a couple of weeks ago.

I've spent a bit of time on the western balcony in the late afternoons, stitching, reading or writing.  Once summer arrives with a vengeance the balcony will be much too hot.

I further refined the vegetable-bake-with-chipolatas recipe for Monday night dinner. This time I baked the vegetables on a high temperature for about 40 minutes before adding the chipolatas and lowering the temperature for another 30-40 minutes. This produced firmer vegetables without over-cooking the chipolatas. Once again, I intended to add lemon juice before serving, but forgot. Maybe next time I'll remember.

                                               

On Wednesday some fabulous fabric arrived from Tessuti. Need is certainly not the driving force here, but this presented too many bag possibilities to be ignored. I now have Christmas fabric for gift bags, quite a few linens from Ink and Spindle for totes, as well as this one. 

I need to make room in my life for a bag making binge.  

Two books on Australian women artists also arrived this week, in preparation for helping my brother with his next books. I’m also gearing up to write more family history and to document my own paintings, as well as prepare for several Guild presentations. 

I might have to slow down my knitting, although this will be a challenge. This is the beginning of the next alpaca shawl in the round. I  knitted the first few inches back and forth until there was enough to join in the round without dpns. As this one is mosaic knitting,  alternating 2 full rows in each colour, there is less reason I can see for the steek, but I am persevering.    

I also got another knitting book in today's mail - with some very attractive bag patterns.

After the book was delivered, I took myself off to the Tuesday Stitchers group at the Guild for a couple of hours to catch up with news and work on the Christine Bishop Pulled Thread mat. I was home in time to hear, then see, the flock of noisy New Holland Honeyeaters visit my balcony.

A single lorikeet also visited this morning. The buds that attract them are now visible to human eyes.

I'm having a couple of excisions of moles later this week, so may get time at home to observe while healing.  

Post 457 Birds, beach, balconies - and a blood moon.

This week's bird is the Noisy Miner, managing to dominate the native frangipani for much of the time, although the lorikeets are not too deterred, sometimes insisting on staying while the miners are screeching. These belong to the same family as Bell Birds - Bell Miners - but are not as pretty, nor as melodious.

 

I had a plumber come on Friday morning at 8am. He did a great job, fixing the mixer tap that had come apart, installing a new water filter under my kitchen sink and cleaning out the bathroom sink that was draining a bit slowly. He was done in under half an hour. I decided to roll with the early start and wrap my balcony wall pieces in plastic. 

It looks nothing much but took me over an hour. The  smallest are covered in tape, the others have plastic over them, tucked right under the edges ( handy to have long nails!) and the edges taped.

The Balinese mask on the back balcony looks a bit creepy.

I also moved all the pots on the back balcony into the middle, and added any tools or supplies into the spare bathroom.

I ended up doing quite a bit of cleaning - including  a dish of shells and stones that act as a water source for the birds. and the brass candlestick that belonged to Jim. The brass is taking quite a bit of cleaning to restore its shine. My Brasso was ancient. I did try it, but have assigned it, unfortunately, to landfill. I'm currently trying vinegar. I've added three brass pins and a brass hook to the soak. There's a way to go to get them all into a shiny state!

I invited Theo to inspect and advise, which he did on Sunday morning.  He thinks it's all OK. He brought his ladder and covered the dish mounted too high for me to reach.

 

Saturday was a JEMS day. I had promised to help, and Niamh was able to attend for the first time in several months, since netball has switched over to the Summer program and she no longer has a clash. There were nine JEMS there, five in the younger (8-10) age group - lots of activity, lots of requests for help, lots of sharing. Really good - but I reckon Margaret, the convenor, will have slept well on Saturday!

Afterwards Niamh and I went down to Grange. I had left a bag behind after Friday's Sit'nStitch (ditsy!) and wanted to retrieve it, which I did. As we were there we had our milkshakes at the Jetty Cafe. It was a lovely day. I'm not sure the milkshakes are as good as those at Queen St Cafe, but they are larger, and you can't fault the view.

Katherine was away at a hen's weekend for the wedding of a friend. Anthony got back from Queensland on Saturday morning, but still managed to shop and cook a barbecue, for which I stayed. Great to catch up with everyone. It's exam time.

On Wednesday the wood rounds I had ordered from Stringybark Supplies, arrived. They were much better than I expected. The ready-made set of Christmas ornaments are really bright and cheerful. 

Most exciting, however, were the plain rounds. These are made from radiata pine, old plantations which are now being removed and the land restored to native forrest. An enterprising farmer is creating these rounds from the radiata pine, sanding and selling them - and in some case printing them for corporate merchandise - or as tokens or souvenirs of special occasions.

I found them inspiring, and, by Friday had created 8 of my own, using photographs of lorikeets and Adelaide Rosellas.

I traced the outline of a bird from a photo on my ipad screen, resized it on my printer, then retraced it on to the wood. Then I used either coloured pencils of fine line pens to colour and contextualise the birds.

 I found it utterly addictive. I just wanted to keep going. I was a bit restricted in the birds I could use, because I didn't have a good white colour in either medium, so couldn't try a magpie, or seagull, or raven. 

I have played with Brolgas, to pick up on John Wheeler's The Carol of the Birds. which I learned in Primary School. The white pencil almost worked. I might try acrylic paint.

I've left some with Veronica to see what she can make of them. I am tempted to order another box.......

Monday morning saw me preparing potatoes, broccoli and chicken Marylands for dinner before heading off to the Guild to talk about Bulgarian Embroidery, dashing to buy the bread then home by 2.30 when Niamh arrives from school.  

The painters were already at work - hosing the front balconies down at about 8.15 am.  By the time I got home around 1.30pm  they were working on the overhang above the apartments. To my surprise they had finished my balcony. They apparently painted the ceiling while the first coat dried on the wall, then did the second coat.  I could, the boss told me, remove the plastic sheeting. So I did! 

I was prepared for 5 weeks, and it took 1 day! There is, of course, the back to do, but they now say that won't happen till January! I've reconnected the hose! I might also remove the plastic from the mask.

The Guild session went very well (apart from a few glitches with the technology - fault of the Guild computer setup which needs attention) and there was a lot of interest in both the information about Bulgarian embroidery and the pieces acquisitioned by the Museum.

The footpath outside our apartment entrance has been blocked off - very confusing for visitors, but easy to navigate when you know how. I waited outside for Niamh and Veronica to help navigate. 

Today I was up early to begin the move back. I washed stands and pots as I moved them and (repeatedly) washed the floor. At 10.30am I stopped and went to the Guild to finish labelling Maureen Holbrook's folders. They were in Margaret Morgan's car boot, and she was stitching there today, so it was a good opportunity. I got the job done and had a good time with the group. The folders are now  in my boot, ready to be handed over to Christine in a fortnight's time.

Back home around 1.30pm, I tackled the rest of the balcony restoration. It was fairly heavy work - moving and cleaning a lot of plants. The windows are very dirty, but my efforts with Windex mostly resulted in smears so I think I'll give up on that for a while. 

Probably best to wait and get a window cleaner. I'm now very tired . I'm not used to being on the go all day - and it's 33C today. The plants need a good water (so do I) - and I'm back at the Guild for WES Group tomorrow. 

I watered the plants, had dinner and a big drink before photographing the beginning of the luna eclipse. The blood moon will be at its peak in half an hour - and beyond my photography skills.

A calm end to a busy week.