Post622 Mostly Protection

On Wednesday I had a very pleasant lunch at the Grange Hotel with the husband of a sick friend. He needed to get out of the house, but doesn’t drive, and she needed  rest in the middle of the day. It worked out well. It was very windy at Grange but we were inside with a lovely view and decent food.  Relaxing for all three of us. When I got home, my lobby as one again in pitch darkness, so out came my phone torch and then the lamps! I could hear what I thought might be the electricians somewhere in the stairwell. I was right. An hour later the lobby light AND the exit sign were working. 

The lamps are back in my apartment. I used the battery operated one as my candle on Thursday, our National Day of Mourning for the victims of the Bondi attack. I won’t leave a candle alight in the apartment for more than a few minutes, so this, while not as aesthetically pleasing, cast a steady light in the darkness.

On Friday morning Brigid and I had an appointment with the dressmaker to discuss the first garment from my Eastern Silk sale indulgence. The visit left me hopeful. Connie is away next week, but there should be a toile for us to try in a fortnight. Back at home I went over my preparation for my Saturday workshop  before I finishing the Marta bag. Details of that in my embroidery blog.

Saturday, as predicted,  dawned hot. I set off with my very heavy bag of teaching aids at 8.40am, adding the string of embroidered protective eyes from outside my door at the last minute to minimise their absence, and taking my breakfast coffee with me. As I expected, there was a good turnout - the first workshop of the year in the air conditioned Guild Gallery on a 45C day was going to be tempting, regardless of the topic.

About 17 of us had a good time, in spite of the inadequacy of the Gallery technology set-up. I finally delivered my PowerPoint with the camera trained on my laptop screen and projecting on to the overhead screen. Worked very well. I’m assured things are about to change for the better! 

The workshop was a success. I had created a task to design and embroidery a protection against the Evil Eye, and prepared numerous circle and oval templates from milk carton plastic and paper to assist. I also had a few small opercula. What I hadn’t anticipated was the enthusiasm for the task. Participants expressed appreciation for a conceptual task - taking an idea and using it to create. That’s valuable information. Given no participant came without a goodly supply of bling - sequins, beads, metallics- I suspect that added to the enthusiasm. 

All in all it was a most satisfying way to spend the best part of a 45C day. Before I left I raided the trading table for  a couple of thread packs with colours useful for the Kasia Jacquot bags, and some buttons that might help in the dressmaking project.

All four grandchildren are now successfully enrolled in their uni courses, with workable timetables. This has been a bit of a trial for the three girls, now all enrolled at Adelaide Uni,  newly merged with Uni SA. The processes for enrolling, and requirements for specific merged courses have not always been clear or understood. There were bound to be glitches for the first cohort - and there were. For now, however, all three have subjects they are happy with and their programs for the year. On Friday, the younger two passed their driving tests and only need to complete another 20 hours of supervised driving to get their licences. Very much a new phase of their lives.

On Sunday a birthday lunch I had expected to attend was postponed because of the forecast 37C heat, less than the days either side, but still hot. As Monday was a public holiday for Australia Day, and SA trading regulations meant most food supply shops outside the CBD would be closed, I used the unexpected Sunday free time, to stock up on ice blocks, reduced sugar ice cream, milk and prawns to get me through the next bout of hot days. I’m going through a lot of low sugar ice blocks! 

I spent the hottest Australia Day on record inside, aircon on from 10 am, Western balcony plants watered and blinds down from 1pm. The overnight temperature didn’t get below 31C. I slept well with a fan on. It was already 35C when I turned the aircon back on at 7.15am.

Today it reached 42C by 11.30am. I had all blinds and curtains drawn except for part of the western balcony window so I could sit in my embroidered chair (red circle) to stitch and catch some light.  Around midday, when the sun moved overhead and the wind got up, I closed the curtains and turned on the light.

Most of the plants are coping well. At least two, including the Mulla Mulla, will need to be replaced. I haven’t tried the lift, which has failed before in the heat. With that in mind,  I cancelled today's cleaning. The risk of cleaners, with all their gear, not being able to use the lift, either up or down, in 42C, seemed too high. There is no news of a lift failure, but then, I'm not sure anyone has tried it. 

The Australia Day Honours List included an Order of Australia for Pat Pledger for her services to Children’s Literature. Pat has long reviewed and promoted children’s literature through Reading Plus. We worked together as teacher- librarians in the 1980s, our families were friends and we now belong to the same book club. It is so good that her years of quiet, diligent, relentless work to promote and facilitate reading has been recognised.

While tomorrow is a bit of a reprieve, with a forecast of 33C, we are likely to return to 37C on Thursday and 42C on Friday. No cool change on the horizon until Sunday. I have cancelled Pilates on Thursday since I don't think the studio aircon has been fixed. While I hate this hot weather, it has given me a chance to make good progress on Hanka Robertson's drawstring purse from  Winter 2025 Piecework magazine. I'm aware of the irony. The meticulous, slow and precise nature of the cross stitch has been a challenge, but the beauty of it is a reward. There's still quite a bit to do.

I'm aware that some of my US friends may, at the moment, be experiencing a dangerous snow storm. You are on my mind - crazy extremes at work, as I sit in Adelaide in 42C,  embroidering a project  published recently in the Northern hemisphere Winter. At least the dominant red has its own relevance to both.

Post 616 Installation, Lament and Light

This wasn’t the way I had planned to begin this post, and I can’t safely leave a candle burning for long in my apartment, but I feel the need to light one, however briefly, for hope, solidarity, affirmation, defiance and belief. 

Light will triumph over darkness.

The week’s narrative originally focused on Friday’s activity - my 6 hour television installation. Just before 8am  on Friday two young installers/electricians arrived with two vehicles, made several trips from vans to apartment with large boxes, which they then unpacked, piling up the empty boxes.

It’s hard to believe that’s all for one television. 

A couple of hours later, Richard, salesman and project manager, arrived to supervise, with a trainee. A lot of discussion, conversation and construction, dismantling, rebuilding occurred. Around 1pm I downloaded the B&O app and Richard began teaching me how to use the TV. In spite of my fear, it went smoothly. 

At 2pm all four workers were sitting watching me find channels. We were all very pleased with ourselves. 

I discussed my idea of a low cabinet behind the TV to accommodate the cords. The additional power point I had requested had slipped off their worksheet, leaving my dvd  player still on a power board. Lots of phone calls.  When pushed, one of the young electricians reluctantly said if it were his, and he had a cabinet there, he’d stick with the power board for the dvd player. 

After they left around 2.15, I made a coffee and stared at the blank machine for some time, then took myself off to Nordic Design Furniture to discuss a cabinet. David, their designer, agreed to visit at 9.30am the next morning. He arrived at 8.30am(🙄) and left 45 minutes later with a drawing. By 1pm I'd paid a deposit on a Tasmanian Blackwood cabinet to hold cords and the dvd. It will likely take months to build, but will I think be worth the effort and wait.

It was not until well into Friday evening that I plucked up courage to use the remote and navigate through a few free-to-air programs. It worked! Only on Sunday did I try navigating beyond free-to-air, and successfully logged in and opened some apps. There remains a problem accessing Apple products. I can stream iTunes from my phone or iPad, to the TV, but it won't open directly - my punishment for not buying an Apple product! I can only view Apple photos one at a time. I expect to solve these with help at some point.

I took the photo around 8.45pm on Friday night- the calm and successful end of an intense, 37C day, charged with fear and expectations, navigated with compassion and persistence by 4 highly skilled young abovemen. There are even bats returning to feed if you look closely.

The WES group’s last meeting for the year went well on Wednesday. We shared morning tea, news and projects. I didn’t seek  permissions to show everyone’s work, but I think it’s OK to show this section of a large rug one member had finished weaving the day before.

Another member recommended this book, not just for knitters, but any hand- crafters.

I took along the Bishop cushion and bags. It was the encouragement of this group that gave me permission to proceed. Incidentally, the amended bags are on their way from Guangzhou and the cushions from Melbourne.

Sunday was a Book Club Christmas Morning Tea without book discussion.

There were a lot of stories about miscommunication in medical settings and the mis-application of AI, but on the whole we are a cheerful, resilient and problem-solving group. I got up early on Sunday to make gingerbread trees and angels from dough I prepared late on Saturday afternoon and left in the fridge overnight. I like my biscuits crisp- probably leaving them in the oven a fraction longer than ideal. They are definitely crisp. I took a few to Book Club un-iced but when I got home, melted a block of white chocolate and drizzled it over them. They would certainly not pass muster in any cooking competition, but I like the taste. 

Much of the evening was spent knitting while watching the TV news as the BONDI shooting incident unfolded - a shocking and terrible thing. At the moment it looks as if we will rise to the occasion and put in place the necessary controls to maintain our democracy and prevent a recurrence.

Monday dinners are back on. Last night it was 5 of us for party pies, salads chicken and duck legs, Today my first 3 Christmas cards arrived - all from cousins in England! I love the messages they bring. More connection and light!

To cap off the day, around 5pm a piper began playing laments in the Square. I suspect it was the same one who played 3 years ago and stayed well out of sight. This time she (if it was the same one) stayed below several large trees, out of my sight, played for ten minutes and left.

I've spent the best part of today with my two youngest granddaughters, who got their Year 12 results yesterday - a trying time for everyone. While there are minor disappointments, their results are excellent and they will be able to do the courses they're aiming for either at their first or second-choice universities. Which it is will not be known until offers come out on 10 January. Today we went shopping at an Art Gallery and had lunch at Queen St to celebrate. 

They are candles of hope for the future in a fractured world. We are in this together, however old, wherever we are, were born, or are headed. Even as we lament, we remember:

In this world of darkness so we must shine, 

You in your small corner, and I in mine.