About Time – A Story

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Here, at last, is my Summer Stitching book. First the story, then some notes.

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THE STORY

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ABOUT TIME

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2018

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A story’s worth of stitching and suchlike.

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A house with roots is a home.

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To knit against cold in the wintertime.

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To tend the good earth during swallow time.

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And day follows day and the years roll on and all goes well. And yet…

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Don’t you remember when we were young and nothing was impossible?

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But now there is no time.

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There is no time – like the present!

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In the present, of course, you will find an Adventure! And there’s no time to lose so snatch up your fabrics, threads, yarns, pen – whatever you have to hand…

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Keep to the road and follow wherever it leads step after step, word after word, stitch after stitch.

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Not the end – time to embark on a new adventure…

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NOTES

For the pages in this book I used a selection of utility fabrics interlined with with Vilene Fusible Low Loft Fleece. For the cover I also used a layer of hobbs wadding.

For the stitching, I used a wide variety of stranded embroidery threads (including Anchor, DMC and unbranded) and ordinary sewing threads (including Guterman, Vintage Silko and unbranded).

I also used a wide selection of new and vintage fabric scraps, lace, tapes, yarn, buttons and notions.

For the transfers I used Lesley Riley’s Tap Transfer Paper and the transfer pictures are public domain images from The Graphics Fairy.

I gave myself two rules – 1. No frogging and 2. Using only materials that I had already.

It has been an interesting experiment, which I’ve enjoyed. It has given me lots of stitching practice and ideas for future projects :)

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Janine @ Rainbow Hare

 

I am linking this post with Soma at Whims and Fancies for Wandering Camera.

 

The Trial and Error Cats

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As every pet owner knows (and I’m using the word ‘owner’, here, in the loosest possible sense because we all know who really owns who), now and again, when you are not thinking too much about it, you fall quite naturally into speaking each other’s language.

And so it happened the other afternoon. It was bitterly cold outside so we were all together in the Makery. I was sitting, knitting in the blue floral armchair, Poppy was snoozing in front of the fire, Fiona was in her box on the desk and Mrs Hare was busy sewing.

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“I really should make something else to go in my shop,” I said, more to myself than to anyone in particular.

“Why don’t you make some cats?” asked Fiona.

“Cats…”, I pondered.

“Yes! You make hares and birds and dolls and dogs…”

“Only sausage dogs!” interrupted Poppy (we have discussed before the difficulty of making a spaniel).

“And sheep!”, added Mrs Hare, without looking up from her work.

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“But cats would be better,” said Fiona decidedly. “I’m sure you’ll find there’s quite a market for them.”

I wasn’t entirely persuaded but, by now, Fiona was in full flow. “What you need is some black cats – perhaps other colours later – and I’d start with nine.”

“Why nine?”

“Oh, for the nine lives of course”.

Mrs Hare and I looked up from our sewing and knitting and even Poppy looked a bit a surprised.

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And Fiona laughed. “People always think a cat’s nine lives are nine narrow escapes from death! That’s not it all – and no one wants to buy a cat falling off a roof”.

And she turned around and started cleaning her paws and we all waited for her to tell us what a cat’s nine lives really are. And we waited and waited, all of us knowing quite well that she is not an animal to be pressed for information, but, so far as she was concerned, it seemed that the conversation was over. In the end it was Poppy, who is not usually known for her respect and diplomacy, who broke the silence.

“So, dear Fiona, beautifulest of cats,” she asked in her most polite voice, “What are these nine lives then?”

“Oh, it’s just what we do,” replied Fiona casually. “Humans and dogs and hares have one life at a time and we have nine different lives and live them all at once”.

“But how can you?” asked Poppy. “We see you having your one life, here in the Makery with us”.

“No. You see me having one of my lives here in the Makery with you. That is my life as a Makery cat. And sometimes you see something of the other eight”.

“Like a lady detective?” asked Poppy, getting the idea at once – we all call her ‘Fiona the spy’. But Fiona wouldn’t be drawn into details. “Seven are based on the seven skills of cat, which you can easily observe, and two are personal choice,” she said. Then she sprang effortlessly from the box and was out in the garden before anyone could ask her anymore.

So we just had to guess the seven skills of cat. So far we have come up with these:

  1. Sewing/Knitting/Crochet Assistant.
  2. Spy.
  3. Explorer.
  4. Astronomer.
  5. Acrobat.
  6. Dreamer.
  7. Teacher (Poppy insists that she learnt everything she knows about hunting from Fiona).

Who knows whether those are right or not. You may have some suggestions of your own and we’d love to hear them.

From a sewing point of view, it certainly gave me something to be getting along with and so began the Trial and Error Cats.

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So far, there are miscellaneous body parts +  four whole large cats without faces +  two small cats. And all are without clothes…

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So, at the moment, they are rummaging in the vintage scraps and playing dressing up and suggesting all sorts of outlandish attire that it may or may not be possible to construct from from some odd lengths of lace, old table cloths and vintage hankies…

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I suspect they will be back soon.

I wish you a warm and happy week!

Janine @ Rainbow Hare

A Feast of Fools

As long liveth the merry man, they say, As doth the sorry man, and longer by a day…

(Ralph Roister Doister)

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I wish you the very Happiest of New Years!

When I posted a Merry Midwinter Mouse, I little expected that it would be Twelfth Night before I blogged again but I’m sure you know how it is with the best made plans. Since I was here last we decked the hall with boughs of holly…

And adorned the twig tree with festive bits and pieces. And filled the house with evergreens and baubles and music and merriment…

And (amongst more prosaic things like dentists and driving back and forth to airports through thick fog) we spent many a happy hour around the Christmas tree with friends and family, day and night…

And I made a merry little man of misrule who greatly surprised me by playing the piano upside-down.

You might imagine that he would get short shrift from the Midwinter Faery, who presides over the festivities from her wreath above the piano.

But, on the Feast of Fools, even she must give way to his foolery. Poppy could hardly believe her eyes!

But now is the night of the twelfth day of Christmas and the presents are over and done. The tinsels and baubles are put away and the tree is carried out to the bonfire. The Christmas cards are cut down and the pine needles are swept up.

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And the house looks empty and bare and the Spring is a long way off but perhaps, just perhaps, a little merriness lingers to last us throughout the year.

Janine @ Rainbow Hare

I’m not sure whether the lovely Soma at Whims and Fancies is going to continue with her Wandering Camera linky parties this year but, if she does, I will link this post :)

I am linking this post with Soma’s January Wandering Camera Linky Party :)