Post 580 April is a cooler month…🙏🏼

Wednesday was unusually busy at the Guild, with the library team working to make up for a day missed because of the way the April calendar plays out this year. It's been a long time since I’ve overheard cataloguing conversations. The Guild group, comprising, for the most part, trained amateurs working together with guidelines, had more interesting discussion than my memory of professional cataloguers. We also had embroidery discussions. It’s a great group.

I try to give more books to, than I acquire from, the Guild library’s sale of surplus books, but today I was unable to resist a copy of Sheila Paine’s now out of print Embroidered Textiles. It’s a large, heavy, hardback format.  I resisted, but it has considerable information on Evil Eye embroidery not readily accessible elsewhere. I came home with it.

Apart from bringing in the bins from the curb and emptying the internal Guild bins, there was not much call on my time, so I got most of the blanket stitch border done on the Mountmellick pouch and finished it at home. 

 As the Library team was there and the Office Manager had left for the day, I also left early to visit Beacon Lighting with my bed lamp. It suddenly stopped working, and the base holding the globe inside appeared to be broken. It turned out the glass of the globe had completely broken away from the its screw base. The cheerful young assistant manoeuvred the screw out of the fitting, got me a new globe, Voila! I was delighted to admire her skill and laugh at my poor diagnostics.

On  Thursday, apart from time out for Pilates, I worked on the Mountmellick inner border of herringbone and linked chains. By evening I had the piece finished and ready for blocking. As a result my hands were sore. The thickness of Mountmellick fabric requires quite a bit of effort pulling the needle through.

I opted to get out my knitting rather than my Sashiko while watching tv that night- much easier on my hands. I now have in excess of 350 stitches on the needles and continually increasing. At the moment each row takes around 16 minutes - so progress is slow to show..

This year's Shetland Wool Week beanie pattern was released this week. I bought a digital copy but have no plans to work on it as yet. None of the colourways are available here in Adelaide at the moment. However, in a Q&A , the Shetland Guild of Spinners, Knitters, Weavers and Dyers has instructions for converting the pattern to two colours. I might have a go at at that, but I have a lot of higher knitting priorities!

I’m pleased to report the daytime temperature has dropped to low 20Cs (although back to 30s next weekend). Weather Bureau figures released this week indicate the 12 months to 31 March this year was the hottest 12 month period on record in Australia, and March this year was also the hottest on record. I was right to put off repotting plants.

Friday was Fionn’s birthday, and a family dinner for 9 at Sunny’s restaurant in Prospect. The food was good and everyone in good spirits. An uplifting privilege to be part of it.

My audiologist cancelled again, giving me a free day to construct the pouch. Details in my embroidery blog.

Saturday was for sleeping in, changing over my quilts, washing the summer one,  blogging and shopping for Monday dinner. Not enough lamb shanks at the butcher and none at all in the supermarket, so Osso Bucco.  Preparing it took care of much of Sunday morning, along with washing clothes. As I put the clothes in my front-loading washing machine I felt some resistance but didn’t check. I had, of course, forgotten all about hanging out the quilt when I returned from shopping on Saturday! It’s quite light, and had wrapped itself around the drum. It is now very clean, but the resulting large load gave me some drying challenges, solved with the help of my rarely-used clothes horse.

Since I had an extra hour, I turned zucchini,  bought earlier in the week, into muffins, checking a few recipes, then launching into my own version with the ingredients I had; self-raising flour, eggs, butter, honey, yoghurt and cinnamon. I ate three around 11.30 - whatever meal that was, and at 2.45 (really 3.45) put out the rubbish and headed to Prayer for the Wild at Heart for a meal while reading Louise Penny’s A Better Man. 

By sunset at 6.30pm (right)  the kitchen was clean, washing away and I was half way through A Better Man. Finished it at 9.30 - don't think I've ever read through Antiques Roadshow, The News, QI and Vera  before.

I think I got value out of my extra hour!

I slept well and on Monday awoke to Venus (white dot in top left quadrant between cloud and tree) rising ahead of the sunrise. 

Around midday the electrician and apprentice turned up to inspect the exhaust system in my bathrooms. I so admire their scientific method and skill. They were here for well over an hour. It seems the current extraction from bathrooms and laundry channels into the air-conditioning ventilation system. It works but isn’t strong. Since my ceilings are directly under the roof, which has two whirly-bird vents to the exterior, I can have extra exhaust fans installed. Quotes are being prepared. I’ve also asked for a quote to replace my kitchen extraction fan - and for Shaun-the-Geek to check my modem. Very happy.

There were 5 of us on site for the Osso Bucco, and a take-away for Fionn. Another hugely privileged time.

Early this afternoon I headed out to fill the car with petrol, pick up some graph paper, some Haigh's Chocolates and a copy of the Mountmellick Bible from Create in Stitch.  As I hoped, this has a good history, as well as very clear instructions for the stitches and several projects.  I am very pleased that the pouch I made did not include the fringing that was traditional for Mountmellick. It would not have appealed. I might try another pouch using a pattern from one of this book's projects. One day.

Right now I'm playing with knitting patterns, using the graph book I bought today. If anything comes of it I'll report back.

Post 554 Spring, a long weekend and daylight saving.

You know Spring is here when Waratahs appear in the florist. These had been picked on Friday morning, in the Adelaide Hills, a few hours before I bought them. They are not native to South Australia, but I am, after all, a native of NSW! 

Apart from people, I don't miss much from my first 24 years in Sydney - Southerly Busters, humidity and flowers native to the Sydney region - flannel flowers, Christmas bush, Christmas Bells and Waratahs, none of which are commonly seen in Adelaide. I still love them and if I see them for sale, I buy them. My English migrant parents and grandparents cherished them, gathered them and tried to grow them. Uplifting.

In front of our apartments, and at the Pilates Studio, the wild irises are at their best.  Gentler than the Waratahs, they are nevertheless intricate and cheerful.

The Agave has finished flowering at Pilates. I took a final photo. I can’t resist the shape, perfect for a bookmark, so accordingly ordered another set. Hopefully my Pilates classmates will find a use for them. Again.

I had a quiet day as desk hostess at the Embroiderers' Guild on Wednesday. The computer tech was there setting up the new admin computer with our office manager while a couple of the Museum team were doing a handover on the Museum database. When left in charge I failed once again to answer the phone! It’s a tricky handset, and doesn’t respond to my button pressing. I progressed my knitting and wrote a tribute to Lee for discussion with WES group next week.  

The Bottlebrush- which IS native to South Australia, is on display everywhere, including in the Guild garden.

I saw my GP on Friday, getting the results of last week’s blood test. I’m pretty happy. My kidney is in good condition and my weight very slowly coming down.  My blood sugar is lower than last time but ideally should be a little lower.  We’ve agreed our current regime is working so should continue. I’ve made an appointment in about 4 months time. I like this new GP.  He listens, checks records, explains his thinking and provides data. It feels like a conversation and a joint effort.

Afterwards, having completed and tidied up all last week's work on passwords, I took a sealed package to my solicitor to add to the deed package before shopping for the long weekend and buying the Waratahs. 

I also took more jewellery to Pink Carat for repair. An 80cm long gemstone necklace given to me by a work colleague some 15 years ago had broken. I often wear it.  The central stone is heavy and had worn through the wire. We decided to make up the necklace without it. Can I find a use for a 3.5cm stone? Clasp on a bag?  (It's much more brown than the photo indicates.)

I also took the glittery clip-on earrings to see if they could be converted. Removing the clips on the back was not possible but I convinced them to add hooks through the little picots on the edge. They hang nicely, clips hidden behind. I often wear the matching brooch so now I can be truly glam! The amber pair were originally hanging from smaller amber beads on posts. One had detached and was lost. I prefer hooks anyway so got them to simply hang the teardrops from silver hooks. I also took advice on cleaning the sterling silver brooch.   This result was just using a silver cleaning cloth.

This morning I dug out both the ultrasonic cleaners I own.and experimented using the tips provided by Pink Carat. The tank on the older white one is larger, so I tried a silver pin tray in it. In the green one I placed 3 pieces of trench art, a coin medallion, a ring and a WWI medallion on a chain.

After several sessions all came up reasonably clean and shiny. The ring is made from a 1947 coin from India, the chain holds a regimental medallion engraved Div 5 1920-21. Once the pin tray was clean (relatively) I was able to see a hallmark, and out of curiosity, looked it up. I have never done this before, and had to dig around for a bit to find it. However, I am now confident the tray was made by William Aiken, silversmith of Vyse St., Birmingham in 1904! It seems amazing to have been able to discover that.

I experimented with a couple of vases for the Waratahs before settling on the one above. The dark vase looks good here, but was a bit heavy and dominant. 

It was the Labour Day long weekend and the commencement of daylight saving. As forecast, there was some rain on Saturday. The dripping noise came back. As promised, I notified the tradie who came last week, who, as I expected, did not come. He did ask if water was leaking into the apartment (it's not). It seems that other apartments also have leaks, and the Strata Committee is taking it up with our management company, so I'm happy. A problem shared....  Fortunately, contrary to the forecast, the rest of the weekend was rain-free.

As three books I had ordered on Libby were suddenly available to me, I spent much of the long weekend reading. In the Blink of an Eye was an interesting fictional projection of the use of AI in policing. My review, for anyone interested, is on Goodreads.   The Ledge by Christian White, as I realised too late,  is a thriller (with echoes of Lord of the Flies). I don’t much like thrillers. 

The treescape behind my apartment has changed with recent pruning and rainfall. I have a better view of what turns out to be a Callery Pear (left). 

I can’t remember seeing the golden leafed tree (right) bloom, but it is now beginning to do so, declaring itself, I think, a jacaranda alba. The next month or so should confirm or disprove this theory. Either way, it’s a lovely outlook.

I finished and blocked the Uradale shawl over the weekend. Details in my embroidery blog. I'm pleased to say spreading it in the sun yesterday has removed the sheep smell, and the woolwash has made it wonderfully soft. (The red is from the geraniums below the shawl!)

I have begun the next shawl based on a Dathan Hap pattern in Kate Davies' Knitting Season book.  The pattern is simple and interesting, increasing at the centre as well as the edges in a four row sequence, a lovely encircling shape with plenty of scope to vary colour.  

It will use up a lot of the Rowan wool left from the coatigan and blanket. It's fun to knit and nice to try something other than an expanding triangle.

I've also worked another small section of my sashiko square, and prepared two pieces of Huckaback for the hand-towel pattern in The Handpicked Collection 3. It's been a long time since I did Huck weaving, So I had a quick try. It is marvellously relaxing and effective.

I confess that this morning I dashed out to Create in Stitch  and bought the Chaffinch  kit advertised in their weekend newsletter. A Chaffinch, I know, is not a Bluebird, but it is a blue bird,  and I'm partial. I also know what I am going to do with this when finished.

I seem to have achieved (and committed to!) a lot this week. It is a product of spending much of it on my own over a long weekend with family away and few outside commitments. I have had trouble remembering what day it is. Tomorrow, however, is WES Group, and I need to make a presentation. Better check that over and head to bed.

Post 530 Birds, bags, blooms and bedclothes.

On Wednesday I made a dash up to Stirling to Aptos Cruz. I had it in my head to buy a touch screen clock for Fionn’s birthday and I had decided to buy some water glasses for myself, to match the Champagne flutes I bought last month. (my best crystal water glasses did not respond well to being in the .dishwasher many years ago. While I still use the three that are left, they are cloudy.) I got both the clock and water glasses (and some wine glasses while I was about it).

Aptos Cruz is in an old church, and from the carpark I noticed a pair of Adelaide Rosellas, high on the building. I’ve not seen a pair before. They were not together but both, I imagine, within sight of their nest.

I watched until they flew away and was able to take quite a few photos from inside my car, some with the window down and some through the windscreen. The female is, of course, the one with muted colour.

The new Amanda Hampson, a sequel to The Tea Ladies  was released on Thursday. I ordered a copy online from BigW at the Brickworks, hoping it would be ready to pick up on my way home from Pilates but the notice came close to closing time, so I picked it up on Friday morning and did my big supermarket shop while I was there, before heading of the The White Picket  for lunch with Lorraine. The little Dulwich shopping area was abuzz. We had a good lunch and sat for a couple of hours catching up and reflecting. 

It is this time of year that Adelaide comes into its own. It is sunny without being too hot. Leaves are beginning to fall, but there are a lot of blooms and verdancy. Things still need watering, but not twice a day as they did even last week. 

Saturday was the end of daylight saving. Turning my clocks back was easier than I anticipated, in spite of the fact that the synchronise function worked on none of them (I suspect too many changes in connectors since the clocks were made). 

As it has been cooler this week, I decided to change over my quilt. Then, inspired by Fionn’s birthday present from his parents - a new bed and bed linens  - I decided to change all my bed linen from the mattress cover upwards. I can’t turn the mattress myself, nor remove the valance, but everything else came off. When I got to the linen cupboard to find replacements, I decided it was time for a sort-out. All the bed linen came out. After putting on a load of washing, putting some pillow covers in to soak and a much needed cup of coffee, I sorted the linen. 

Remembering a tip from my friend Pat years ago, I placed sets of bed linen in bags or pillowcases and labelled them. I now have three “Queen bed set”s,  one ‘king bed sheets for spare room’ and one ‘double bed top sheet’ (don’t have a double bed, so should I keep this? Probably not.) 

I found a lost king-single bottom sheet, which went to the spare room, a pretty much unused child's beach towel, set aside for charity shop. One sheet, with a note pinned on it in my handwriting " Queen sheet with 41cm removed" (I'm guessing it ripped and I cut and redeemed it, but I have only a vague memory. It is now in my stash of backing fabric). One set, bottom beige linen, top white cotton, went on the bed after the clean protectors, with the winter quilt on top. 

The linen cupboard is looking good. I admit I returned 20 or so pillowcases unexamined. 

I did two loads of washing in the afternoon, but left the pillow protectors to soak overnight, washing them the next day, along with one pillow. The pillow came out of the wash in fine shape, but with some strange brown goopy marks on the case. Foolishly, I put it back in the washing machine on the quick cycle. The result (including a few more of the brown goopy marks) went on the line, in hapless shape, dripping everywhere and has now, unfortunately, been consigned to landfill.

A more careful examination of my washing machine, revealed the brown goop around the door seal. Oh dear. How long since I cleaned my washing machine? Too long, it seems. I have now scrubbed the door seal and run the cleaning cycle. 

Is Autumn Cleaning a thing, or have I just invented it?

In between laundry drama, I have been working solidly on my Early Women of Books project. I've been switching between reading about the women, creating a summary to turn into a booklet, and stitching their names onto the bag fabric. My Quaker stitch is coming along a treat.

After the dentist this morning, cleaning this afternoon and another false fire alarm, I finished the bag late this evening and the booklet about 5 minutes ago! It will take me a few hours to write it up in my embroidery blog and publish the booklet. 

I apologise for all the jobs I have neglected while working on this over the  last few days. I have been obsessed. The trial bags printed using photos  are now on their way to me, so I should have the verdict by next week. To my astonishment, the bags were printed in China. I’ve ordered over 20 items from this company, all printed in Victoria. I think there should have been some explanation for sending this one off-shore. I’m very interested to see the result. Meanwhile, here is one side of the finished bag of Early Women of Books.

Tomorrow is WES Group so I had better get organised. There's also the Amanda Hampson to read.