-a-ring o' roses,
A pocket full of posies,
We all fall down
err, yeah….only blog finished….
So, the basic idea of Tuesday rotate is to talk about someone else, shift the focus a bit. Blogs are; by their very nature a bit ME ME ME aren’t they? and you can guess that when my blogging slows down it is because I am sick of the sound of my voice.
Todays Tuesday Rotate is about the Softies for Mirabel campaign. Each year for the past 5 years, Pip of Meet me at Mikes has put out the call and people have responded by making a softie to be given to one of the children being helped by the Mirabel foundation.
This was one of the first internet /bloggy things I was involved in many moons ago and one of the things I make room for each year (one year Connor even made a toy).
If you would like to join in, you can make a toy and send it to Pip and they will all be displayed in her (resting) shop window.
It has to be one of the great surprises of this whole blog adventure…the way people come together. As I have said many many times, it restores my faith in people more often than it makes me want to stab them in the head with kitchen forks – so that’s gotta be a win.
last weeks Tuesday Rotate winner is Red in Oz
and the winner of a hedgehog is Ellen (from Bookface) with her suggestion of
Little Stomp !
I paid him in macaroons.
Sometimes a name for something will explode fully formed into my brain, long before the toy or whatnot is created (like the Cabbages) and other times it is the shapes or fabrics that start the process and the name can elude me.
Do you have a name for these cheerfully round rhinos?
They could technically be pincushions but I think they are just small toys. A perfect little hand hold toy for smooshing around, or stacking up, or using as an excuse to go and buy macaroons from your favourite Ballarat cake shop.
If you guys get to work in the comment box with your ideas, and I go and make apple pies for desert…It’s like I am multitasking isn’t it?
(and if someone knocks it out of the park with the perfect name I’ll send them a little rhino of their very own - or an apple pie, location permitting)
Are you making or planning to make stuff this weekend or just hanging out doing my job for me?
yep, its here again…sheesh twice in a row makes it almost an institution on this attention deficit driven blog.
Lets start by sharing last weeks winner with you , it is Tas of Little Boozle. (applause)
I get a lot of questions about felt, about where I buy it and what I prefer. I usually say to people that for something that is going to get a lot of love, you need to get the best felt you can afford. Because making is my jobhobby now, I am lucky to have a “craft account” and when the numbers look good, it is off to Winterwood for me.
You know I used to poo poo felt in crafts…I did. I have a childhood hangover from those nasty acrylic felt squares that we used in school.They were always green and brown and orange, and the scissors kind of made it squeak when you cut it.
You won’t find anything like that at Winterwood. It is hard to describe just how lovely (and forgiving )their felt is to sew with. So instead of raving on , I decided to have a look at my stash and share some felt.
Pop on over to Winterwood and have a look around, Sandra has a huge range of stuff (apart from felt) and stocks the awesome fabric that I make little hedgehogs from as well.
Let me know your felt experiences..Do you love it or hate it? Do you like to sew with it? Does the nasty stuff set your teeth on edge? Am I a felt snob?
A commenter at random will get a little kit to make up a Hedgehog of their very own. Everything will be included, a creative card and all the doings.
(Once again, no deals, no cash-for-comment, just sharing it’s Tuesday Rotate after all)
Are you a good waiter? Are you patient? are you calm?
Little waits don’t bother me much, like waiting at the doctors or waiting for someone who is a bit late. Big waits…oooh they annoy me, Big waits like waiting for your boss to Ok your long service leave, or waiting for the phone call after an interview, those waits are hard work. I find it hard to think of other things, and check my email, phone, and carrier pigeon constantly!
So while I am in a state of wait (and weight it must be said)..I am noodling and far darkling along. I finished this teapot that I started last year – all it needed was the cup handle and lid button.
Rueben had a bit of surgery and had his arms re-attached.
and Elsie blew raspberries and told me to get over myself.
I guess I’ve been told.
After falling in and out of love and being harassed by pointy women in laneways, I finally have the new patterns ready .
The Cafe Bag is one of the projects I designed for the Daylesford Craft Experience this year. Isn’t that wool just delicious?
Merrilyn stocks the wool in her shop, there is also a gorgeous red and and a grey and an awesome green. I adore the green especially.
I am not even going to get into a discussion about how long this pattern has taken me. Its is an embarrassment to time management everywhere. I have been making up samples for these guys and today I should go and buy the little rings for their collars, but man, its so cold and bleurghh outside, and it is Friday so even if I did by them, and finish them and wrap them and post them, they wouldn’t go anywhere tody anyway…maybe ring buying can move onto tomorrows list?
and of course, the robots. I risked life and limb for these guys you know, faced adversary and pointy foe.
These guys make me smile.
and what next..Oh people of the internets, Elsie Cabbage is off to the testers today, her brother is breaking my heart and will be here very very soon.
there are two beginners patterns bubbling away, I am heading off to Warracknabeal to stitch with Quilters Harvest in November, I am busy writing application letters, trying to sort out birth certificates and name changes and red tape hoo-ha.
and given that I have officially been approved for SEVEN MONTHS of Long service leave next year, I am trying not to drive everyone around me crazy with my explosive good mood, smirking smile and penchant for bursting into show tunes (jazz hands and all).
one two three, kick, and twirl…..
I’d like you to think of me as a swan, calm and elegant, gliding smoothly through the water
while in reality, underneath, out of sight, my knobbly little angry swan legs are paddling like crazy to stay afloat.
(It is a good crazy kind of crazy folks so don’t worry.)