I'm Heidi & this is my blog
Just like you, I am trying to find that elusive creative gene...
this is where I am at.
For 2014 I will be creating a little something every day and posting it up on @sewingdaisies on Instagram. Please join my on Instagram or check in here to see my progress...with any luck I will make it to the end AND learn some new tricks. XhOh, there may also be the odd photo of my husband and I exploring our new home... Jindabyne.
The other month (end of May I think),
I decided to knit the Cleckheaton Aurora Scarf.
I thought it would be a good challenge with those
massive 15 mm needles.
It also proved to be a big pain to photograph.
My photos really don't do it justice.
The colours of the Aurora Tempel col 858/lot 7839
(wool & acrylic) are truly amazing.
But, for some reason I can't quite capture on film, so to speak.
Talk about frustrating, I spent two days trying to capture it's splendour!
Never mind, it seemed to part of the Aurora process.
I have never felt more awkward knitting.
I knew I would suffer a little, but nothing prepared me for
knitting up to 83 stitches on these bad boys.
Awkward, awkward, akward.
My tension was so tight I couldn't finish using the suggested
6x balls of Aurora Tempel.
There simply wasn't enough room on my needles!
No matter though,
my scarf is still sizable AND thick,
perfect for all of the snow we have just had.
Again, my photos (sigh) really don't do this scarf justice.
It is beautiful.
Now I have to deal with
the 20mm needles & pattern I bought
at the same time as the Aurora.
It's Winter Solstice (June 21st) - Huzzah!
To celebrate I have made my version of gløgg - a cosy, warm your cockles concoction of apple juice, ginger, vodka and spices.
Bung it all in a big pan, bring to boil, then simmer until your house smell delicious.
Where's the wine?!
Okay this isn't really a gløgg, but I refuse to call it a 'Hot Toddy' because
a) I can't say it without doing a Sean Connery impression, and
b) it's sounds too much like 'Hot Tottie' which in the UK is slang for an attractive girl.
Me: "Come round for some Hot Totty"
Village men: "Don't mind if I do!"
Duck Duck Goose!
The other day I decided to draw ducks.
I thought drawing ducks would be good for me - character building. So I tried. Quite a few times actually. Everytime it ended up looking like a goose. A short stubby goose.
After a while my goose was truly cooked, so I settled on eating cake instead. While munching away on a lovely slice of heaven it occurred to me that perhaps 'Goose' was trying to tell me something.
I went straight to Steven.D.Farmer, or rather his book Animal Spirit Guide and looked Goose up. ***
and this is what it had to say:
" This is a time of good fortune, so be receptive to and appreciative of all the good things that come your way...Reread some of your favourite fairty tales and legends and see what new meanings you can get from them now you are an adult."
Who doesn't want a free pass to be a big kid?
I reread Snow White that evening. I still can't draw ducks.
*** Before you dismiss me as a hippy nutter just know that I am an 'executive hippy'. That means that my hippy is responsibly stashed away under the stairs between the hours of 9-5pm. You are all safe.