"Whatever your hands find to do, verily do it with all your might" Ecclesiastes 9-10

Saturday, March 30, 2013

Friday, March 15, 2013

Mid March Catching Up...

I'm so sorry I couldn't post earlier,
but life really caught me up,
not to mention that loooong winter we're having here.
Can you believe it's still snowing, and the T° goes down to minus 14°C ?
Quite unusual in Belgium, with spring at our doors !

OK, let's see where we are in Nadine's sewing/hooking room...

Quilting / Handpiecing

11 little baskets added to the growing pile...

together with 6 diamond stars...

I must say that the more I go, the more I'm really pondering
about those "egg duck" background diamonds.
1) about the color, and 2) the blue diamonds give a hexagon shape when pieced together,
so why not cut hexies ??
I think I'm gonna keep piecing the stars and let the background aside, until I find the answer.

Another story...
When my mother passed away, 20 years ago, I fell in a deep depression which, fortunately
led me to quilting that helped me so much! 
So I promised myself that, some day, I'd make a quilt in her memory.
Two years ago, I decided to start the "Dutch Treat" quilt, as mom' was of Dutch origin,
but I realized that I was still crying a lot, while piecing the blocks.
So the box was closed, waiting for better times... yet not forgotten,
and I kept collecting indigo blue fabrics for the purpose.

Last week, I decided to try again, and found such an inner piece and sweetness, 
quietly piecing a block that I just knew the time had come.

The precious box will now be staying on my working table,
until that love project comes to a finish.


My summer shawl is almost finished :
two rows to go + a nice edging, and it's done.

Learning from mistakes...
Last year, when in Spain, I fell in love with this variegated yarn

As I'm always in a "blankets" mood,
the silly me bought... 20 balls of it(!) HeHee....
Yet I didn't know that crochet requires loooong colour changes,
if you want to get the right effect,
and I was quite disappointed when having some trials,
as any pattern seemed to "disappear" into the many colours.
What to do?  What to do ?
A wise hooking friend then advised me to choose the simplest pattern possible,
and then to focus on a nice plain border...
I opted for double crochet, and here is the beginning of the blankie...
It measures 55" width and I'm planning it 65" long.

Lesson learned, I then found the right variegated yarn for hooking!
(what a woman wants...)
See what I mean ?

And to finish, my colourful "Gypsie Blanket"
is slowly reaching the end, with still 5 (looong) rows to complete
(mind your eyes, it's "flashy!)
It's rather big (60" width and 65" long, up to now)
but I can't hang it ouside, due to the bad weather.

Our grand-daughter Lily (3 years old) is crazy about that blanket,
and I guess it won't stay long at home, when finished...

Hey, hey, are you still there ??
Phew! Long post, huh ?
OK, I'll stop it here with a package I got yesterday :
inside was a crosstitch project I ordered to keep my hands busy,
while in Spain (light luggage, please! says DH)
I'm planning to hang it in our kitchen.
when done, of course, HeHeeeeeee....

Thanks for your visit,

Friday, March 8, 2013

International Women's Day ...

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms,
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing,
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
The palm of my hand,
The need for my care.
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Maya Angelou