Sunday, May 18, 2014

Winter Coats- Elves are Cooler Than Pixies

Winter means winter coats.  I have been stitching away, with these coats just waiting for it to get cold enough to wear.  Of course, this doesn't mean that everything else the children wear is seasonally appropriate.  Check out those bare knees!!
The girls promptly told me that they are elf coats, not pixie coats.  Apparently, elves are cooler.  I think we can blame the Polar Express movie for that.  The girls are pretty excited about their coats either way.
 About the Pattern:
The pattern is Thadee by Citronille.  It has been shortened to allow for tree climbing and bike riding adventures.  I didn't realise you could get the patterns in english  and fumbled my way through the french (looking at the pictures really). I chose to line it with flannel to the hoods and body and vintage acetate to the sleeves.   I've also added some pockets into the side seams.  The buttons are vintage self covered dome buttons which found in an opshop.  I still haven't been able to find anyone who is currently making them as they are great for little fingers.

The fabric was bought at an auction in January.  The coral appears to have been a wool blanket once upon a time.  It was just an off cut when it came to me.  The blue is a thick woven coat wool.  You may see a little more of it over time as I ended up with a half bolt of it.

The pattern is simple to make and I would recommend it.  While it would be a whole lot faster to make without pockets or lining, the little details make it all the nicer for my little pixies elves.

Monday, March 31, 2014

More of a good thing - thrifting

Thrifting has been following a theme lately. There are some things that I already have and treasure, and then - I find more.  The second Mr Weeble is case and point.

Sometimes there is a fine line between treasuring and hoarding.  For now, I'd like to think I'm still on the treasured side.

Sunday, March 16, 2014

Sorting a Rainbow

I am gradually reclaiming my sewing space.  It had been taken over by marauding artists and overpriced pop up shops. Six year olds can be very tenacious shop keepers. Consider the shot of my cotton to be a sample of the general mayhem that had taken over.

I'm getting down to making winter coats and started with trying to find the right blue thread. There had to be one in there somewhere.  And so, the sorting began.

To be unusually pedantic, I like any top stitching thread to match as closely as possible. I also have had too many Saturday afternoon ruined by running out of thread that I always buy two of the colour I'm using, just to be sure.  And that is how I justify having an awful lot of thread. 

This is how the cotton was shaping up after 15 minutes.  Double ups are on the outside -yes that really is 4+1 of the same shade of dark purple.
All the coloured loveliness, back into the drawer...

And of course the blue thread ready for my next project.  Sometimes, it really doesn't take much to keep me happy.

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Little Sochi Quilt

This little quilt started well before the winter olympics.  As we watched, the more we saw of the costumes and wonderful patterns below. The more we saw, the more this little quilt had to be finished. 

Sochi Olympic pattern from -
It was made with the help of my Monday night quilting friends.  Each person made the triangles for a different colour, before it was finally sewn together.  It should be winging it's way to a new home and cot very soon.

Monday, March 3, 2014

Teacups on my Windowsill

There is a growing collection of mismatched cups on my windowsill.  I love the colours, just a little murky and so cheerful.  They are waiting for me to get started on giving them new life. 

You see, each one is a little broken.  Some chips are obvious, some cracks only show up when the cup is full of hot water.  I could call it perfectionism, but really it's a matter of safety.  Once when catching my mother throwing out a china cup, she explained that chipped wine glasses are fine, decadent even, but anything broken, holding a hot drink, is just dangerous.

Rather than waiting to fill these teacups with wine, ever the engineer, I'm on the look out for a ceramic drill bit.  I believe these will make a great collection of bulb planters.  I can gaze again at the cheerful colours while sitting around a pot of tea with good company.

My apologies for the lack of recent posts.  My work hours have unexpectedly increased and as a family we are still finding our feet in the shifting sands of new routines.  The crafting adventures continue.  They are as essential as breathing, yet the writing is taking a back seat.

Sunday, January 26, 2014

Summer Distractions and Vegetable Gardens

Every spring I start looking at my vegetable garden.  The needles get put down in favour for spades, hoses and time outdoors. Sometimes it hold my attention, other times things get a little despondent by the end of January - lack of water (or watering), white fly and plants bolting to seed.  This is not one of those years. 

So far we have had :
  • Peas and potatoes ready for Christmas, if only we had been at home to enjoy them.  
  •  Avoided the tomato glut by just planting cherry tomatoes for myself, admitting that I am the only one who eat them
  • My first success with climbing beans  - it's true you really do get more than with dwarf beans
  • A successful strawberry bed - the answer to millipedes is to plant flowers instead.  Probably doesn't taste any good, but they looked fantastic.

I'm planning to make the most of the remaining summer and even thinking about the winter ahead.  The leeks are in and I'm contemplating brussel sprouts.  The slow winter growing and cold weather however, does make sewing, thrifting and crafting a little more appealing.

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Painting by Numbers

This painting just had to come home with me.  The muted colors have me wanting to paint the walls to match.  I love the distant peaks and water front houses.  It feels so very sound of music.  I almost want to rip down the curtains and make playsuits for the children - so much easier when you have 2 rather than a Von Trapp-ish 7.  I am a sucker for musicals and dance movies.  I would love to believe in a world where every low point, challenge and high moment is met with a song.  Kind of like this:

The painting is from my first foray into live auctions.  This painting came with another of an english village and a "back to the op shop" framed cat poster.  Oh, and there was just a little fabric. Enough to clothe a whole Von Trapp family escaping through the mountains.