Thursday, June 16, 2016
Monday, September 14, 2015
While lots of people seemed to be off on sewing weekends, I was having a different sort of weekend. My youngest boy had a weekend of sporting activity and even though I prepared some stitching to take it didn't even get opened.
On Saturday his Under 13 Rugby League team played in the Grand Final. We didn't win but this team of boys have been winners all along - with their support of each other and their great spirit. They played their best for the full time and never gave up. He's number 10 in this photo.
And then on Sunday we had an all day Volleyball tournament. It was an early start in the morning as we had to go to the Sunshine Coast and then it was a late night home. But the boys won all their matches and so were the winning team for Under 13 boys. Here's an action shot of my boy in flight after getting the ball over the net.
I am so proud of him for his dedication.
I did manage something crafty though. On Saturday I managed to squeeze in a visit to a show put on by the Nundah Cottage Group Quilters. Afterwards I was off to our Final celebrations at the Clubhouse. It was lovely to see all the quilts and have afternoon tea which came included in the entry price. My friend Dianne had a few quilts hanging and I took this one showing her Abacus quilt ( pattern made using the Quick Curve Ruler). Dianne and I went to a class for this one a while back. Yes, hers is finished and mine, well.......
We had a rotten August with the flu - with my husband's significant '0' birthday a write off. We finally got through with the hope that September would be much better but now we all have colds - not as bad as flu but certainly enough to have lost my mojo for anything except sleeping. I am so looking forward to getting better.
I hope everyone out there is feeling full of spring bounce and not carrying the left overs of winter. Stay well.
Wednesday, September 02, 2015
At the end of June our Sunday Stitching group had a mini quilt swap. I received my swap from Alison who made me a beautiful little mini quilt with the teensiest of half square triangles and in my favourite colours of "blue and green and everything inbetween". These are not colours that Alison uses very much so I appreciate her effort to make something especially for me. She even provided the hanger.
About the same time at Sunday Stitchers, De had the bright idea of offering us mini quilt frames which she and her husband would make. When I say it was a bright idea, I don't think that they realised that just about all of us would want one which made it a much bigger job than they thought.
Last Sunday's meeting saw the delivery of our frames. What a mighty effort! And I have come home and fitted my beautiful little quilt from Alison to the frame.
It's a perfect match! Doesn't it look fabulous? I can still use the other hanger if I want to change things around and hang it back on the wall, but for the moment this is staying like this.
Thursday, July 02, 2015
It is so nice to be able to sew and not have to put the machine away afterwards. We can set up and create to our heart's content. There has been lots of sewing and laughter and some lovely food temptations.
I heard a rumour that someone was surprised that I really did sew things. Yes, I do but I am not so good at photography so I never seem to have much to show to post about.
But here's what I have been up to......
There may even be some more productivity tonight.
Thursday, March 26, 2015
There are a lot of wonderful posts about going to Girl's Day In the Country held in Nundle (near Tamworth in New South Wales) and beautifully organised by Kerry Swain from Cottage on the Hill.
I went through my photos and tried to pick out some of the different ones I took.
A small group of us who arrived early went to the pub (Peel Inn) for dinner on Thursday night. We heard a strange noise and I went in to see what was going on. For some strange reason there was some sheep shearing going on in the public bar. The noise was coming from the round contraption in the back of the photo which I think was providing the power for the shears. Not something I expected to see on this trip.
The following morning we went out to Kerry's shop - before all the crowds arrived. Here's Teresa finding one or two things to buy.
And in the afternoon Cheryl and I did a bit of sight seeing when we went up to the Hanging Rock Lookout where we could look down on the town of Nundle. It is there in the middle of the photo and we could see over the beautiful valley.
On the Friday night we walked up to have dinner - looking back at the pub and the sunset.
Good night Nundle.
Monday, January 05, 2015
This is the lovely item I received from Wendy for the SSCS. Wendy had said on her blog that she hoped I'd get a better picture of it as it was rainy when she posted hers. I'm not sure I did Wendy as it is pouring here where I am and I don't want to waste any longer posting this. The colours aren't showing up quite as pretty as they are but it seems to be the best I can do. There are two hangers on the top to hang this up as it is actually a pouch and if you look carefully across the width of the heart you can see there is a pocket for storing special things. And there are lots of pearls all around the edge and on the pretty pink doily. Thank you so much Wendy for making such a pretty heart pouch.
And also there was the Christmas decoration which I was able to open when I received the parcel. It reminds me of Harry Potter because it is a white owl but cute for Christmas too as it is snowy and sits in the tree perfectly.
I apologise for being late in posting this. Christmas is always busy and spent at my inlaw's house. Then over the New Year period we go camping at Stinson Park where there is no electricity, phone or wi-fi. It isn't so bad but when I get home there is always catching up to. Thanks for your patience.
Saturday, November 01, 2014
Note - the over emotional part of this is because I have just written this post and it didn't publish and has disappeared to I don't know where. It was hard enough to write it the first time, now I have to do it again.
My mother is a hoarder. You could say that it is like those shows on TV except I didn't have to deal with yucky food stuff. My husband would have had everything sent to the dump but it actually doesn't work like that.
A year ago my mother went into an aged care facility. Prior to that I was dealing with her illness. This year has been the year of dealing with her stuff.
I am an only child, so this has been my job. I have a wonderful supportive friend who has been with me, helping, guiding, and generally being there. I could not have done this without her, and I will be forever grateful.
This year has seen me walking a fine line of keeping my mother happy thinking that all her stuff is safe and keeping my family happy spending time with them.
So we started in March sorting through kitchen and laundry stuff, one or two days a week. We then stepped it up a bit and in June we started to attack this......
This was the back enclosed area of her place in June. We took loads to the dump. We filled the rubbish and recycling bins with as much as we could. We packed, and tossed. We found some good things and some bad. But we kept on.
My mother is also an only child so there was also stuff from my grandmother. She died in 1982, and her stuff had been packed since then. I doubt if it had been looked at but it had to be kept didn't it?
Mum's place is in an over 50's village so they have actually given me until today to vacate. Luckily I have a bit of extra time, but probably only until next Thursday as on Friday I have to go into hospital for the day to have a tooth removed. I have some other small health issues I have to see to as well when I get the time.
I am almost there. I have done two of the bedrooms,most of the house but I still have her bedroom to do. At this stage I still haven't worked out what to do with the furniture. I have been there just about every day this month.
I grew up thinking that it was normal to live this way. Everyday I still fight with the thinking patterns I learned as a child. I haven't told my mother just how much I have thrown away. It all has value in her eyes. She has mentioned quite a few times that I mustn't throw out those early editions of Cleo from the 70's because they must be worth a fortune by now. I am past caring if they are or they aren't.
I am exhausted - physically and mentally. I need to just sit and get myself back to where I want to be. I have learnt lessons I didn't really want to but hopefully which will make me a stronger person.
I will leave a thought here - please don't keep things because they are too good to use. I have been told this all my life and it has brought my mother and I to this point in 2014. She is unable to change but I can. I have seen how things deteriorate and then have to be thrown out, just because they were too good to use. I will use things and enjoy them and I won't leave a legacy such as this one for my family.