>Are you sure it’s still April?




>Last month I bought an autism alert sticker for the car, from a woman [on ebay] who has a couple of autistic kids.

It is one of those things that I didn’t know I needed until I saw it… and then I realised I absolutely had to have one. It says ” Warning: occupant with autism may not respond to verbal commands”

think about it
what would happen if Dave was in the car with me and I had an accident that rendered me non-responsive?? the possibilities are horrifying.

the price was reasonable and it duly arrived from interstate.

well anyway, Nadie and I thought that we’d support this seller some more, and jointly ordered several badges, keychains, etc which I paid for with Paypal THREE WEEKS AGO.

since then – nothing

Obviously I understand the ramifications of life with autistic family members so I was trying to cut her some slack

About a week ago I emailed her asking when they’d been posted.

So far I’ve had zero response

This lass quite possibly has more than enough on her plate, but then so do I. How hard is it to fire off a short explanatory email, or to get someone else to do it if PC problems are the cause?

Obviously I don’t want to use the Ebay/Paypal ” Goods not received” process unless I really REALLY have to – and I do have 60 days to do that

and I’m still hoping they’ll turn up

but I’m feeling bummed about the whole thing

>My week in review

>This week has pretty much been more of the same as the last few – without the trauma associated with death and funeral – all good stuff but I’m feeling really really tired. Going to bed tired and waking up the same.

Corrie came up again from Melbourne for the weekend, escaping a hospital bound hubby who had just had a hip replacement. She’ll be tied to the house once he gets home , so took the opportunity for some R & R when it presented itself.
She spent the weekend knitting, relaxing in the sun, and generally vegging out. Substitute basting the crane quilt for the knitting, and you’ve pretty much got my weekend too.
We had the most beautiful pasta with pesto for dinner on Saturday made with Corrie’s home grown fresh basil, and a beautiful hunk of really good parmesan.

Sunday night I sat and hand quilted after dropping Corrie in town for the train. Must say that I’m not much enjoying this batting. It’s a needle punched poly and we chose it because of the weight factor for posting the finished quilt to the U.S. but I’m regretting it already. It will probably be fabulous for the machine quilted bits, but it’s very needle resistant and my stitches aren’t coming easily.
Monday? the usual – coffee, dance class, quilting, another dance class
Tuesday – quilt class here and more hand quilting followed by the 45 minute drive to Maiden Gully for clogging. Very hard to tap dance when the air is a pea soup fog of smoke from fuel reduction burns! The so called Department of Sustainability and the Environment, or DSE, is better known round here as the Department of Scorched Earth!
Yesterday – Drove Jeanette over to Daylesford, pottered at Purl’s Palace, bought a new book – of course – on the history of hand knitting in Couture, checked out the wee new patchwork shop where I bought some of the Very Hungry Caterpillar range to make something for Riley because it’s DIL Christina’s favourite kid’s book.
Our friend Robyne L [ knitter, quilter and she who’s hubby gives my goaty girls their pedicures ] spotted my car and tracked us to the quilt shop, so we all hied off to lunch at the Himalaya Bakery where we also met up with Kath, who is another knitter/ goat owner / lovely person.
Back to Castlemaine, via Hepburn Springs to admire the banners that Robyne had made for this weekend’s Swiss-Italian festival, and then about an hour at Goldfields Quilters – put in about 6 stitches – and off to pick David up, and home for a while.
Out again at 5.30pm for Peace Choir Practice, complete with some very original vocalising from Dave – and home to feed some very grumpy goats.

Woke up with a sore throat and the snuffles, so maybe a cold in the offing but as tomorrow is Anzac Day and therefore a public holiday, I don’t have to go into town. I was planning to go to the other singing group for the first time tonight while David is at his social group, but if the throat’s a bit dodgy, perhaps not.

I promise that I’ll take it easy today – really – just some tele and hand quilting.

ETA Ruth has absolutely perfect timing… after I wrote the above, I took Dave into town and found THIS waiting for me at the post office: 3-and-a-bit balls of tealish green ( or greenish teal ) Andean Alpaca and tiny wee crochet hook attached to a keychain for emergency dropped stitch repairs.

>remember that crane fabric? now with better photos

>If your memory is really, really, really good, you might remember this group of fabrics from back in January
Since then there has been little in the way of visual evidence that anything was happening – just the occasional comment dropped in to try and convince you all that I was doing something other than just non-stop knitting and spinning

but for all you know that might just have been a cunning smokescreen on my part

after a lot of sitting and staring at the group of fabrics and much cogitation, just lately I HAVE been working on it into the wee small hours
ladeeeeeeeeeez and gentleplums
without further ado
I give you
[drum roll please Maestro]

one untitled, Japanese inspired quilt-to-be
for one of Corrie’s U.S. based sons

please ignore the basting – that’s only temporary
possible titles at the moment:
Tsuru2 [tsuru means crane]
Edogawa by moonlight
Seigaiha [waves]

feel free to tell me what you think – so long as it’s constructive

>with apologies to Sheepie…


… for pinching her Wednesday Night Bullet Points idea again, and without the actual bullet points

– yesterday was BIL’s funeral. A very, very long and emotional day and I won’t burden you with the details except to say that the person eulogised bore almost no resemblance to the person we knew [ but that’s probably a good thing ] and MIL was as gutted as one would expect.

– I have a sore right bicep today because of how hard MIL was holding onto me, or possibly from how hard I was holding her… either way it’s nagging just enough to let me know it’s there.
ETA it has been pointed out to me today that there is actually a thumb shaped BRUISE there

– Ms Rosie threw her head up as I was trying to give her her meds this arvo. I saw stars for a second and now have a split lip, and a small cut inside my mouth where my teeth got mashed into my lip.

– For a while there, I looked like I’d gone 6 rounds with Mike Tyson.

– today was spent raking leaves and bark, and building, and then setting fire to, an assortment of bonfires as the summer fire ban was recinded on Monday. The entire area was blanketed in smoke from [ one assumes] fuel reduction burns, so I figured my little lot wasn’t going to make the air quality any worse than it already was…it’s just amazing how far that smoky smell travels… but when everything around here already smells of smoke, what the heck.

-I LOVES me a good fire!!

– the goats disagree.

– tonight was choir practice [ do you like how I sneaked that in? ]
Yes, friend Robyn and I, and some of the staff, volunteers and clients at Windarring have joined the massed community choir for the Peace Festival in May. Rob and I are even thinking of joining the singing group / choir / whatever-you-want-to-call-it that just happens to meet on Thursday nights when Jessie and Dave are out with their social group. It’s better than sitting home alone which is what I usually do on a Thursday night… granted there’s usually some knitting or spinning or quilting going on but still…

– neither Rob nor I are known for our singing ability

– Dave is getting heartily sick of hearing me practice along with my CD – the same half dozen or so songs – over and over and over again.

-Rob and her Martin both luuuurrrved the SBJ I made for their grandie.

– Nadie totally approved of the purple wristwarmers

– and DDIL Christina seems pretty happy with the black alpaca Coronet I made for her.

-normally all confrontations between Sophie and Fred/George take place through a window and she is free to make whatever remarks she likes about their lack of breeding and appalling lack of toilet training, without fear of retaliation, but she was out enjoying the morning sun with Nadie and I the other day and discovered just how big they are up close – here she is being really really brave, which is to say cowering behind a convenient plant pot.

>once more with photos

>You’ve already had the overview of the last week or so and today I’m taking the easy way out… sort of along the lines of Sheepie’s Wednesday Night Bullet Points but without the bulletpoints and obviously not on Wednesday night either


there was a longer version of the Frothy Gothy Wristwarmers for Nadie in Cleckheaton Country 8ply. Unfortunately they itched

then there was that French Market Bag I was talking about. I decided to make it much bigger because when I actually looked at the measurements on the pattern, it was teeny weeny. Not at all what I needed. Of course THAT meant I needed a whole lot more yarn, so I over-dyed some bright orange-red Twilleys Aztec to a scarlet and an oxblood – note the terribly technical drying set up –and knitted in irregular stripes of my handspun, the orange, and the two overdyed colours.
It is therefore a wee bit unfortunate that I didn’t get around to taking a photo of it pre felting because I must’ve had the water temp up a bit too high.
Now don’t get me wrong.
It felted perfectly
but the problem is that all the original red-orange commercial dye ran away, leaving me with the bits I’d overdyed perfectly intact, and everything else a fairly grubby looking peach colour.

brief pause while I retch at the memory

so once more unto the washing machine my friends – with a solid whack of Landscapes Sarsparilla – and my orange bag is now:

Which is fine because I’m much more of a purple girlie anyway
What else? Well,Nadie chose the buttons for her Fisherman’s Rib hat so I finally got around to sewing them on and you can’t see ’em cos they’re at the back
I also frogged her favourite pair of Country Silk wristwarmers that had stretched, and then reknitted them
and seeing I was on a roll with the whole fingerless gloves thing, knocked out this pair of Cabled Gauntlets in BWM Caprice Alpaca Wool blend
which are also for Nadie provided there’s no issue with the itching

and this is how that Surplice Baby Jacket – for friend Robyn’s new grandson Hayden – turned out:

There was even time for a little of the spinning goodness:
I started with some red/purple/aubergine hand painted roving, split it into separate colour runs, and spun the red, then the purple and finally the aubergine, and then plied it with the same hand painted purple roving that I used for Blueberry. Please ignore the cat hair I’ve only done one small hank because I wanted to see how it would ply up while Nadie was still up here and hopefully I’ll have time to do the other half this week… and it’s a lot darker than the photo is showing at least on my monitor