A penny for them

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I often wonder at stream of consciousness. When I was studying for my A Levels … or was it O Levels?…. well some sort of exam that stole the best of the summer with revision .. I remember reading A Portrait of The Artist As a Young Man by James Joyce. Joyce we were told wrote using stream of consciousness technique ( yawn, give me back the sunshine). Nowadays I realise Stephen Daedalus is not alone with his wayward thinking.

Random thoughts seem to pop into my head especially when I AM TRYING REALLY HARD TO CONCENTRATE. A bit like Homer Simpson I am listening or reading as best I can then whoops! I have a 'Squirrel in a Tree' moment. Distracted once more by cerebral flotsam. And what was it today? What colour are your rhododendrons?

Excuse my impertinence. Mine are pink.

I understood that soil type dictated the colour of rhododendrons but when I am out and about locally I have noticed that they appear in a variety of colours even within a small area. That was today's little unnecessary conundrum. Why am I so distracted?

What I AM TRYING REALLY HARD TO CONCENTRATE on is doing more crafting and deciding what small items I can make by needle felting, crochet, or tablet weaving – suggestions on a postcard please – to sell through a small local cooperative. But I think I have crafters' block. I seem to have come to a making halt and even simple projects elude me.

Hopefully rescue may be at hand. Two friends are coming over tomorrow for a kitchen table crafts session. I am sure they will inspire me and help me finish at least one little project.

I mean those ends?! Not sewn in….

Until next we meet, Moke xxx

New Technology Here I Come

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Glad to say that thanks to some brand new technology I am back with you and able to again enjoy the joy of the blogosphere.

Thank you to the wonderful people that have stuck with me and huge apologies to new followers. I cannot tell you the guilt I felt when I saw your names bob up in my emails knowing I could not even thank you for following me.

Giddy now with a new iPad you may get random irregular posts until I get a grip and settle to a routine. I am liking the idea of a Friday post. What do you think?

Of course I am still busing it and don't want to bore you with an update that will run something like: Got on the bus, it rained. Work. Got back on bus, still raining. Home. Eat. Sleep.

Never fear I am still crafting …. often on the bus … and reading … usually on the bus …. and tootling around my lovely county … always on the bus. Stop with the buses! I hear you cry.

(Cough, clear throat and move on).

Once I have mastered the camera – my project for tomorrow – I hope this will again be a colourful, cosy and crafty place to be.

Shall we say see you again on Friday?

Until we meet next, Moke x

Just sew

 

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The sun is out but there is still a nip in the air. Let’s stay in.

Today just felt ripe for setting up my trusty Singer and getting a couple of sewing jobs done. You know the sort of things: those little niggley tasks that have been cluttering your ‘to do’ lists for longer than you care to admit. Tabs for duvet covers whose poppers gave up the ghost several washes ago have waited long enough. My life is just so scintillating!

I obviously needed to sweeten the pill. Yeah! a project that used my cloth stash and would provide a little something for young Peanut happily sprang to mind.

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Those of you that knew me as a library lady will possibly remember this fabric I used it to make a shirt which I often wore for story times. Never fear readers there is no danger of an Omi-Granddaughter matching outfit scenario. My old Toddler Tales shirt has long since been relegated to the category of clothes that are only to be worn for painting and gardening.

Safe in the knowledge that there will be no baby-grandparent twinnage let’s move swiftly on.

The cutting out was a breeze. Only four pattern pieces and two pieces of interfacing. Call me odd but attaching iron-on interfacing is so satisfying.

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Like any clothes-making for littlies it was fun to pull it all together. Whizzing up the side seams, stitching the facing sections to the main body of the pinnie.

Even for me, an inexpert sewer, the running up of this simple dress was a breeze. That is  until …. the buttonholes!!!!!!!

As you’ll see I managed them. But even with a special buttonholing foot on my machine (I need all the help I can get) there was a certain amount of teeth gnashing. Believe me if you go awry with these little beauties it is the stuff of nightmares to unpick .

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BUT slicing between the two rows with my trusty seam ripper…..oooooooohhhhhh….felt goosepimply good.

And in no time at all I had a Peanut sized pinafore dress all sewed up.

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For those of you that would like to know which pattern I used it was New Look (Easy, Kids) Nos.6578.

Until next we meet, Moke x

Fluttering and dancing

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The sun has finally got it’s hat on and Spring feels like it has definitely sprung. To celebrate this me and Number 1 daughter grabbed the best day of the long weekend and trotted off avec latest edition to nearby Kirkby Lonsdale our plan being to capture lots of photos of jolly daffodils their heads fluttering and dancing in the breeze ….  you know the rest.

There we were in this most picturesque of villages three generations all determined on the best shots EVER (to be fair at 14 weeks old Peanut was silent-ish on the matter). No 1 Daughter had her super-duper digi-thingey/SLR camera ready and was clicking away taking artistic shots of the quaint churchyard festooned with yellow bobbing daffs. I was drooling at the thought of displaying her super images for your delectation.

BUT you will have to take my word for it. Our camera leads are incompatible and I couldn’t download from her super-duper digi-thingey/SLR camera (only small voice of chagrin  about IT disparities to be heard). Lucky I had taken a phone on our jaunt – those that know me will gasp at this revelation of technological advancement from yours truly – and I can at least share with you Ruskin’s View over the River Lune.

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Lucky old Ruskin eh? Please note there are some daffodils gracing your screens.

Easily distracted as I am the branches of this amazing tree piqued my interest even more (sorry Ruskin).

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Isn’t it amazing? It looks like a tree that has experienced its hard times yet it still grows and aspires to reach for the skies. Beautiful.

Little Peanut seemed suitably impressed although she does wear more than a little look of ‘Bless Omi and her old hippy ways’.

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I do think she is also saying ‘Omi wasn’t this post about daffodils?’. So better finish with one ….

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… and a good cup of tea.

 

Until next we meet, Moke x

Fingers and toes crossed ….

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Don’t get too excited or that will make two of us running around shouting ‘Yipppppeeeeee’.

After my poor old (only 10 years… things just aren’t made to last these days!) Mac gave up the ghost last Autumn I thought I was exiled permanently from the Blogosphere. But thanks to the generosity of my friends the Pods I am now working at getting back to blogging with a vengeance. I have a lot of catching up to do but with the help of Mr Pod’s less old laptop (named Vera well why not?!) I hope to start re-posting any day now… so WATCH THIS SPACE.

It is so good to be back as I have missed you all and our little sorties into the Lakeland scenery and the woolly ways of yours truly.

Until next we meet, Moke x

Bookshop Bunnies

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Still here! Miracles will never cease. Good job too as I have a trio of little chums to introduce you to. Back in March my very good friend B and her husband re-located their home and wonderful bookshop, Fireside Bookshop, from the Lakes down to Littlehampton on the south coast.

I was on my blogging ‘sabbatical’ when B moved but shortly after they had established their new shop I sent them a little fellow to remind them of their days in Windermere. DSCI0451 Meet Gerald the first of the Bookshop Bunnies to leave the shelter of the Old Sycamore (handily situated in my garden) and travel to their favourite bookshop.

An opportunity for Gerald to be joined by some of his nearest and dearest has now arisen as B is paying a visit. And a couple of Gerald’s kin decided they would hitch a lift back with her – think the Post Office does not offer the comfort they would like – to join him at Fireside Bookshop.

Nancy has been waiting some time. Counting the days until B’s visit.
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Today – with a small lump in my throat – it is time to say ‘bon voyage’ as they set off on their journey to West Sussex and their new home at Fireside Bookshop.

Good luck Bookshop Bunnies.

Until next we meet, Moke x

Still here

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Well I’ve done it. I am all upgraded and stuff. Although it maybe a reprieve rather than a full pardon from the Old Bailey of Techi-ness as there are still WordPress pages that I cannot access. Apparently my machinery is on the old side (know how it feels). Nonetheless for the time being at least I can keep blogging! But not today.

After spending the best part of a yesterday with technical this and that I have promised myself a day without IT and instead am giving my time to baking, knitting and crochet. Bliss. Or I may just lie down in a darkened room.

Until next we meet (which we will), Moke x