Thursday, 12 February 2015

Merry Chrismoose....yes, I know it's February

Every year, a couple of Ontario gals (J and I) hook up Christmas mats for a couple of BC gals and we send them on their way in the mail, hopefully to arrive before Christmas. We just do something small-ish, approximately 6-8" square. A little something to perk up the season. We wrap the two similarly, then the gals at the other end get together and choose which one they'll unwrap. So it's a surprise and you don't know who's mat you're selecting. 



We've done this for a few years now, and for some reason this year my brain kept saying "moose" to me. As in "Chrismoose". Perhaps a bit of a stretch but alas, I went with the idea in the absence of any others. 

Because of the cloak of secrecy around the reveal, I couldn't post this before now. Okay, yes, I could have posted it in January, but I just found the one photo I quickly snapped before the mat jetted off to BC. 

It's often nice to have a small project to work on pre-Christmas as you're rushing to get other things done. It's a quick, usually brainless, piece that provides a bit of joy when hooking, and hopefully also at the other end. 

Swaps are enormously fun. I've done season-by-season swaps with other groups as well, and have some magnificent small mats to show for it. I was surprised when I got out my Christmas decorations this year and realized just how many small mats I have to decorate with. They're great!

This year, there was a delay at the BC end, so the swap package has just arrived in Ontario. Not a bother for me, that just means there's something fun to do in February - who doesn't need that? I'll report in when I open my secret package. 

Merry Chrismoose.....in time for Valentine's Day! ;)


Tuesday, 10 February 2015

15 minutes/day for #15in2015

It's almost mid-February and I'm having a tough go at carving out time for me and for creativity. I've been frustrated by a number of things lately, and it occurred to me (finally, duh!) in the last 24 hours that I would probably be less grumpy if I found some time to create. I need that in my life, and I know that but......how often do I forget? Very frequently. 

So alas, I'm now committing myself to another part of #15in2015 and that is to spend 15 minutes a day creating. 

What does this look like?

  • Time spent rug hooking, knitting, crocheting, sewing...
  • walking in nature and photographing what I see 
  • sketching or pushing myself to brainstorm new ideas
  • just spending time in my creative nook and looking through colours, materials, inspirata 
  • ???

And see, I'm making progress.....albeit slowly. I can't report a finish, but I am chipping away at getting this mermaid done.

 

So are you coming along for the ride (metaphorically, that is)? 

Tuesday, 3 February 2015

Fur Bears



Some time last year, I realized that my efforts to sell my mom's fur coat were going absolutely nowhere. It seems there are far fewer people wearing fur coats, let alone buying them, these days. I hear they're super warm but I personally wouldn't choose to wear one. 

I don't remember when and where I first heard that you can have bears made from a fur coat, but I found someone in my province that does exactly that. I contacted her and emailed off some photos of the fur coat, presumably to make sure that it's quality was adequate for re-use. After more discussion, I mailed off my mom's coat. 

Because I wasn't in a hurry, it was a few months before the bears were done. She was able to make three large and three smaller bears - one each for my mom's six grandchildren.

I decided to give them to the kids for Christmas. I didn't know if they'd like this particular gift, but even if they didn't I thought it was nice for them to have something that connected them all together, and that would be a memory of their loving, fun granny. 

I have to say I was pleasantly surprised by their reaction - even the 20-year-old grandson was pleased with his bear! I had them randomly select their bears (except the one with the vest went to the one grandson) so that the distribution of large and small bears was fair. 

Here they are all together before Christmas!


Thursday, 29 January 2015

Bitter Sweet


About 22 years ago, my parents moved into a condo from their large family home. The idea was to get my mom situated in a lower maintenance place. You see, dad had lung cancer and he wanted to be sure she was in a new, secure place with no yard work to do and little likelihood of repairs needed. He passed almost 20 years ago, with at least knowing he had provided well for his family and done everything he could to make mom's life more comfortable without him. 

When they moved into that condo, mom had an interior designer come in to consult on how to use her furniture from their large house. There was some editing to do and frankly, their bedroom furniture had seen better days. So the designer came up with a plan for the master bedroom that would be feminine, comforting and lovely. Part of the plan was to have an armoire built to suit the room. 

When that armoire arrived, I swooned. Well in actual fact, I was out on my own and must have come home for a weekend and swooned then. I believe I laid claim on it then, not really meaning it but rather imparting my love for this piece. 

Sadly, that day has now come. Now that mom has joined dad after almost 20 years apart, they have re-united in heaven and are catching up on lost time. Or at least that's what I tell myself. And mom's armoire has come to a new home.... mine




And now my rug hooking wool has the most spectacular place to rest. The drawers house smaller snippets and upcycled wool pieces. 
 


I didn't really need it mom, I would have much rather have you use this for longer. But I hope you'll come to visit, especially when I'm sitting in this room with the early morning sunlight streaming in. Please let me know you're there and that everything's going to be okay.