Sunday, August 27, 2017
Raven Has an Idea
This little raven and this sand dollar have been together in my curio cabinet for years and years and years, but it wasn't until this morning that I saw that Raven has just now had the idea to steal the moon.
Posted by andrea.at.the.blue.door at 11:44 AM
Labels: moon, raven, sand dollar
Wednesday, August 23, 2017
When running away to join the circus isn't an option
At the beginning of the month I had a few days off, so I did what I almost always do when that happens - I sewed something. I like to sew, and this year I've started an effort to draw down the stash of fabric I've accumulated over the years, so there is no excuse too small for me to start a sewing project.
Years ago I got a wonderful deal on twelve yards of lovely Three Cats fabric. Well, "lovely" may be in the eye of the beholder. While I love the indigo blue and the hand of this 36" wide fabric, I'm not sure that I'd ever wear big white polka dots outside the house.
So I made an apron, using an antique sewing pattern from my collection. I finished it just a few days before the eclipse, and while I didn't wear it on the day, it will be my memento of the eclipse of August 2017.
Posted by andrea.at.the.blue.door at 8:30 PM
Labels: eclipse, moon, polka-dots., sewing, stash-busting, summer
Saturday, August 19, 2017
My dear, these are my gardening pearls
|Used by permission of the National Portrait Gallery|
The story about her that I most cherish is found in Hilary Spurling's biography of Ivy Compton-Burnett. When someone visiting Nellie in her garden at Buxted Park admired her pearls, she is supposed to have said "My dear, these are my gardening pearls." (1)
And why not? If my rose bushes are going to get all dressed up, it seems only polite to return the courtesy. As my budget doesn't run to real pearls, I make my own pearl necklaces with Swarovski's very nice glass pearls. For today, I decided on a fairly chunky look to go with my polo shirt and Carhartt double-front jeans.
Kind of uncanny how much Mrs. Ionides and I look alike, don't you think?
(1)Hilary Spurling, Ivy - The Life of I. Compton-Burnett by Hilary Spurling (New York: Alfred A. Knopf, 1984), 310.
Posted by andrea.at.the.blue.door at 12:07 PM
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