Friday Flowers

Just keeping communication open and ongoing here until I have something more interesting to post.  Since I had to completely toddler-proof my sewing room before the Vermont littles arrived - they slept on mattresses on the floor - it's taking me a long time to get it back in order.  Something I love doing anyway - I constantly reorganize my rooms and stuff. 

So in the meantime, yesterday my friend Patti in Vermont sent me this photo of Spring-time in Vermont --

So I sent her a snap of my pot of caladium and gerber daisies --

Not to be mean, just to remind Northerners that spring snow means pretty flowers to come.  Time to get busy, coffee's ready.  --cds

Blog Day

No joke! I am taking advantage of a brand new month to get in here and dust off the cobwebs from my poor neglected blog.  Just a quick little post to report that we are alive and doing well, still basking in the happy glow of a recent visit from our Vermonters -- a couple unedited photos here because I haven't had time to sort through them all --

 

I have done nothing in the sewing department since November, but I am itching to get back in there and begin working on some ideas that have been floating around my brain.  And speaking of floating, I must go now and pull on my swimsuit, hop on my bike and head down to the clubhouse.  Snowbirds are leaving daily to return to Michigan or Ontario, and I get to have my pool back to myself.  Too bad for them -- they're missing some of the best weather of the year.  --cds

Knitting and Sewing Therapy

Nothing like portable knitting and sewing projects to keep idle hands and brains busy during stressful times.  I feel a little sorry for people in waiting rooms who just sit and stare at TVs or continually swipe the teensy screens on phones.  I completed an entire knitted sock while waiting for my Mom on her knee replacement surgery day.  She is doing fabulous, by the way -- five weeks since surgery day and she's walking around great, a little slower and rests more often, but still plowing through her physical therapy sessions with high marks.  82 years old, people.  82 is the new 40, apparently. She's come a long way - we took a photo of her post-surgery knee when it looked like a ham (I won't share that one, don't worry), but now she doesn't even have all that much of a scar -- high stitchery marks to her doctor.

So, the knitting/sewing projects:

Marcus needed a little stuffed toy (not that they don't own a million already), but a handmade one,

 

because I was sew up this little kitty family for his sister Ruthanne.

 



Ruthie just loves playing "baby dolls" and changing their clothes, so when I found this really easy pattern for cat/kittens with clothes, I decided to make her a family with easy on/easy off clothing.

I had to improvise the DadCat's outfits because the pattern only included dresses.  Not too bad, huh?

I measured her poor naked baby doll when we were in Vermont in October and hopefully found a pattern of clothing that will fit the baby.  I tend to get a little fussy even making doll clothes and have to force myself to remember that Roo is only 4 and doesn't really care if the jacket is properly lined. 

So these were fun, and now my Utah girlies have put in orders for knitted tigers and mermaids and ballerinas.  All good -- thank God for grandkids. --cds