Friday, 27 January 2017
Sunday, 15 January 2017
4. Here come B----J---. 5. Borage. 6. More rain, yay.
7. Miss M waits for me to catchup. 8. New rose. 9. Rain, again.
I included some strips of Chinese silk fabric to represent the influence that China has in Africa. The machine stitching reflects African design and motifs.
The top visual shows a close-up detail of the quilt, the bottom visual is a full image of the quilt on a purple background.
I told her that in Germany it is tradition for children to be given a Zuckertüte on their first day of school, a cone-shaped structure filled with sweets and treats to make the day brighter (sweeter). She said she wants one. Okay, then, because her son is starting school and she is starting a new job I made them one to share.
When my nieces started school I should have done one for them, but I never thought of it. I never got a Zuckertüte either, and I could have really done with some comfort that first day of school, the first year. A German child put in an English school, with no prior exposure to the language. It wasn't easy.
Dhuh khat sat on dhuh mat. I will never forget.
So imagine my delight when, in this year's spring issue of Elle Decoration, there is a 10-page feature on that house. So I get my glimpse inside it after all. You'll see the house exterior and interior is a synergistic concept, with no compromise. So beautiful.
I quote from the article: Architect Lesley Carstens compares it to a whale bone eroded by the sea, and yet from other angles it resembles a ship.
Elle Decoration (Oct/Nov 2016) page 126 - 135.
Have you noticed how quickly an abandoned house breaks down, how quickly nature covers all trace of its existence? ;-)
Tuesday, 10 January 2017
Returned home and finished another project, yay. I am so happy with how my tie-dyed throw and pillowcases turned out. I got the idea while I was at Weylandts, basically I copied what the had, made it up in different colours, I think mine looks way better, sorry Weylandt. My grandmother would be able to turn the pillowcases inside out and not find fault. She always said the inside should look as good as the outside. Because I don't have an overlocker I have to do a French seam. When I sewed things up for others I use the French seam but if it's something for me I just use the zigzag stitch. Sorry, gran. Tut mir lead, oma.
After that the rain and Nora Jones set the mood for the rest of the day. We read and dozed and drank tea. Later watched a DVD and then sorted my DVDs and CDs. Tackled another project but didn't know should I add a patterned strip, should I keep it plain. So went to bed instead.
Thursday, 5 January 2017
N told me about the new bake shop so I popped in there on the way home. I just wanted some sprinkles for the Christmas cookies. Okay, so being there I realised I like to bake but I don't like to decorate. Lots of things to decorate cakes with, mostly made with sugar. At home, when we were children, cakes were plain and delicious, no icing and stuff like that. A fancy cake would be layered with whipped cream and cherries or strawberries or my mom's baked cheesecake.
As soon as there is shade on the patio I continue putting up the decorations but it makes no difference, it's just too hot to work. I carry on because stopping will mean I have to take down what I have already done and would really take the same amount of effort.
The bats come out as soon as the evening star is visible. I watch them dart across the garden while I float on my back in the pool. I stay in the water until I am cold, until my body is chilled and I forget the day was hot.
I eat badly all day - cornflakes, oven chips and 2-minute noodles. To eat something good I would have to go to the shop but as I said before; it's too hot to do anything. I also had sliced apple with pecan nut and some special chocolate I have been saving the past two months for Christmas but found I could wait another four days.
Up early as always, 4:36. What I really want to do is get a cup of tea, sleep another hour or two, then get more tea, toast with honey and lounge about all day reading a book. Meanwhile in the real world I have to clean the house and do the shopping because my family arrives tomorrow.
A lemon tree that I had moved from a pot to the garden died during the drought we had. Procrastination prevented me from digging it up and throwing it out. I see now with all the rain we have had that the dead sticks have sprouted new leaves. I can't believe it, nature is truly awesome and resilient.
You ask what happened to day 4 to 13? Sloth. That's how I would describe it. Lazy, lazing days, one after the other. Granted my family was here day 4 to 7, so that was wonderfully nice but not hectic, not too much energy expended.
Day 4 made up all the different doughs for the Christmas biscuits, the one day 5 we baked them, day 6 the kids decorated them and we packed them into boxes. One for them, one for granny, one for Trish, one for me and then one extra one, for just in case. By day 9 I had eaten my allocation.
We slept, we ate, we swam, we ate some more, we watched kiddies DVDs, we ate. We had a lovely Christmas eve with a very simple meal and bags full of presents, German Christmas carols and stollen. My sister-in-law bakes the Stollen ever year and I look forward to it every year. I mean we ate again.
(I have established that you cannot get slim if you watch series and snack all day). It was a fabulous few days.
Wednesday, 4 January 2017
I tie-dyed each square, trying different styles, then I sewed it all together and after six months I still don't know what to do with it. Giving it away today to someone who is redecorating their home using grey, with natural wood and fibres. Hope they like it, hope they use it.
Tuesday, 3 January 2017
Monday, 2 January 2017
Thanks to my family for making it so very special.
My butternut plants are doing very well in our vegetable garden. They are growing beyond their allocated area, climbing over the rest of the garden. The flowers remind me of Seymour from the Little Shoppe of Horrors. Some butternut have started to take shape but thwre is no need to plan a menu yet as they are only about 4cm in length. Growing the garden from seed is a test in patience, but everyday offers something delightful. For example, finding the angels singing under the shade of the giant leaves.