A Minute in Time

Just now I went out to survey the garden as I've been watering the tomatoes to much and the blossoms have been dropping off.  I watered Monday today is Thursday.  I worry.  But the garden looked fine. No shriveled plants from dehydration.  It's breezy and rather mild so I sat on the old wooden bench that's next to the house and just enjoyed the view.

 

(This doesn't play like a video, very choppy. I'm sorry)

The hill is always brown in summer, but I rather like it. Just in front of me is the thyme and next to  it an old lavender that's gone a bit woody. The lovely pink oleander then up the hill to the oaks and blue blue sky.  Once more back to the thyme and the nice tall spires that stick out from them.  Weeds I should pull and haven't and, to be honest, may not.  They add something, I think.  Up again to the pine than sprouted all on it's own where I couldn't get anything to grow. Twenty or more years ago.

One minute in time.  So pleasant. A minute among others for which I thank the Lord.

Here's an update photo of the bag I'm making.  Interrupted at the machine yesterday in mid seam.  Back at it today.  Might even finish it.

Rejoice for this is a day that the Lord has made.

Don't you just hate it

When you finish something and it's just not right?  Yes, I finally finished the red blouse with help from my trusty or not so trusty assistant.

Zeke who  recently returned from a walk about insisted on helping me while I was hemming.  Poor lamb, he didn't realize how inadequate a couturier he is.

He just couldn't make his tail do anything productive.  It just lay there.

So it only took a couple of hours to finish the blouse and I eagerly looked forward to trying it on.  This is what happened.  I couldn't wait so I tried it on before I put on the sleeves.  This was a BIG mistake.  After I did, I didn't want to finish.  It's true.  I suddenly hated the red blouse.

Twenty-four hours later, I did put the sleeves on, but I refused to hem them or do the buttons.  Here are photos.

Starting to hem, before Zeke arrived to help.

The front sans buttons.  The color in the photo above is more true in color.

This is the back but the color is really off.  I'm not sure why there's such a difference same camera same time same place.  Ah well, a photographer I'm not.







Can you guess why I hate the red blouse?  No, it's not the weird color changes. No, Zeke didn't harm it in anyway.  It doesn't fit.  There.  I said it.  I'm keeping it because there is a possibility than it might someday.

Lest you think I took all this time with nothing more than a nearly finished red blouse, here is something else that turned out better.

 Sleep-over Satchel for Pam
 (see post here )  That one is the story of The Monkey on the branch.

 Supplies

 Forgot to photograph until I put the lining in.

 Close-up of pocket

The finished bag.  Again, however, the color isn't true.  I think it maybe that my sewing room is yellow.

Yesterday I also finished some knitting so tune in tomorrow for a look at that.

What's next you might well ask?  I'm making another Sleep-over Satchel, this time for my daughter-in-law. Sh-h-h, her birthday is next month.  I'll be sharing pictures then.

Thank you for hanging in with me.  I hope to be posting more often as the challenge is taking off.

 Ciao! (Did I mention I also study Italian?)

Clothesline

Hiya.  Not much happening  with the challenge.  Here are some items I've sewn for the theatre.  At the end find a short video I made of one of my favorite sights.

 

These are two peasant

 blouses made from a 

king-size sheet.

  

 And one

a bit fancier made from a scrap of

rayon-like fabric.

                  


            This is the back of one of the factory worker's aprons.

 

Do you love to see sheets or towels or anything hanging on a clothesline?

If yes, please enjoy my video.

 

I like it every time. I love my Hawaiian hula dancer sheets too.

See you soon.