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Archive for June, 2018

Work in progress

Thursday, June 21st, 2018

I’ve not managed much felt making over the last month but here’s a glimpse of another project I have in hand. It’ll be a combination of hand sewn, machine sewn and  painted.

It’s on a calico base and is destined to be a gift. Once it’s been gifted I’ll be sure to let you see it. Oh! and don’t forget to ask me about my rust project.

Baby blanket

Tuesday, June 19th, 2018

My friend’s daughter has just had a beautiful baby girl aww! They did know the sex of the baby in advance so I was able to crochet this blanket in the requisite pinks for her.

Not that it has to be pink for a girl but I knew the new Mum would like it to be pink. I think it looks like ice cream colours. Soft pinks, white and soft green.

A deep border and a picot edging finished it off. It’s in acrylic so it can be washed in the machine, always an essential with new babies I find.

My little helper

Sunday, June 17th, 2018

Puck loves to be with me and today she was desperate to be very close.

The only problem is the bit I need to work on next is now under her bottom and I don’t like disturbing her!

It’s a dyeing day

Friday, June 8th, 2018

I love the effect of hand dyeing but I can’t honestly say that I really enjoy the process itself. It usually starts out all right but before I finish I find myself wishing I’d never begun. Today is different, this is all I’m doing and it’s been blessedly short in the doing.

The autumn orange colours are for a project I’ll tell you about in Autumn, I know, crazy huh? Me working so far in advance!

Meadowhall To Sheffield Canal Basin

Friday, June 1st, 2018

We don’t live close enough to meet too regularly but my friend Mary and I squeeze in a few hours together whenever we can. Meadowhall is often our meeting point, close to the motorway, easy and free parking plus shelter if the weather is bad. The day began in our usual way with a coffee and a natter but as, for once, it was a glorious sunny day we decided to walk along the canal into Sheffield.

Sheffield is where I grew up and I’ve been along the canal many times but not for some years now.  Once we eventually found access onto the path the day began well with my first sighting of rust.

It’s not just the colour that excites me it’s the texture too, just like this wood stump, glorious texture.

You can see from the water that it was a windless day, there were a few folks along the canal but not as many as I’d expected and as it was a Saturday and the trams weren’t running it was rather quiet.

Why do we find dereliction and decay so attractive?  And oh just look at this rust, even the water is rust coloured.

Beautiful windows and a fab reflection but look, I was able to capture the old, the not so old and the new.

I wonder how long since the last time this was used to tie up a boat?

It even has a Yorkshire rose!

Our walk finished as it began, with more rust 🙂

It should have finished with a picture of the canal basin, Victoria Quays, but it was sunny and the cafe was calling to us. The Victoria Junction cafe has a great selection of sandwiches, jacket potatoes and dish of the day but if you’re not hungry there’s always the bar next door. We were able to sit out and eat (and natter) before nattering all the way back to the car.