Wednesday, August 27, 2025

Look Homeward

I'm hand quilting a small wall hanging that I assembled from three snowy house blocks.

I have a few quilting needles ("betweens") in the largest size available. They are comically small, around an inch in length and very fine in diameter, but also very sturdy. They make taking tiny stitches possible and they move easily through the fabric which translates to less wear and tear on the joints in the hands and wrists-- something to consider when contemplating repetitive stress injuries. They take practice to manipulate though. The resulting stitches have a wrinkly, homey quality that I like very much.  (I think sewing machines are designed to reduce that wrinkly effect in part because people don't want things like clothes to look so handmade.) Anyway, I've given my hands a break yesterday and today and I'll go back to it tomorrow (after I get home from having an eye exam in the morning).

So that (and making crumb blocks with some scraps) is what I've been up to, sewing-wise. As for the rest of it:

Yes, it's already mid-week but this past Sunday, my mom and aunt came out for lunch. We ordered subs (for me, my mom, and aunt) and a pizza for Dave. My mom brought a no-bake cheesecake with macerated berries on the side. The cheesecake didn't set up, so we ate it with spoons. It was nice to have company and to sit and chat for awhile. I've been way too isolated since we moved out here.

I also heard from Kelly last week. She and Kevin had been out of town for more medical stuff but they were back. Dave made bread and we dropped some off for them yesterday (though I didn't get out of the car because I was still in my pajamas and hadn't bothered to put a bra on). In return, they gave Dave a bread recipe book that was written by a friend of theirs from way back. After that, Dave got even more time to play bread fairy because we then dropped off some pita he made for my mother. 

On the way home just after dusk, we could hear the cicadas in the trees along the big irrigation ditch. I love the sound of cicadas. They remind me of long summer afternoons at my grandmother's, when cicadas filled the big trees that ran along the irrigation ditches in our neighborhood. I was fascinated by the sound and by their shed exoskeletons that I would find clinging to the bark or on the ground beneath the big cottonwoods.

And oh yeah! We've actually had almost an inch of rain in the last three days! So that's the really exciting news.  Along with the rain, it's been cooler during the day. There is the edge of fall creeping in. I like fall but winter is always too much for me. It gets dark too early and the bare-branched trees depress me. 

That's fun to look forward to, no? 

Saturday, August 16, 2025

Aging Well, Tedium

 It's been cooler recently during the day and getting colder at night. It's only partway through August, but already the days are getting shorter and the sun sets before 8 p.m. The hummingbirds still visit the feeders regularly, but soon the regulars will be joined by the migrators and then they will all move on. Soon after that, the cranes will come again.

I am not sleeping, as always. I sometimes do a little sewing at night when I can't sleep, but mostly I watch youtube videos or shows or movies on Netflix or Prime. Once upon a time, I read through the night, but it's been years since I did that. Last night nothing online looked interesting, so as I sewed I re-watched old episodes of Sex and the City. It's hard to believe that the first episode aired in 1998--the show is almost 30 years old. I think it's aged well. Right now, I'm watching the episode where Charlotte falls in with the crowd of lesbians and Carrie goes back to Big.

I'm still sewing house blocks. The new houses are white, wintry. The sky is a bit of shibori-esque fabric that looks something like falling snow against a dark blue background. I like the austerity of these new houses compared to the exuberance of the old ones.

I'm unsure how to move forward into making the other house blocks into a quilt. I always have this fantasy that one day I will hand quilt an actual quilt and the houses seemed promising. I took an extra block (the first one I made, not very good) and layered it with some batting and tried some big stitch quilting with embroidery floss and 12 weight thread. Turns out it's a bit too labor intensive for me without much creative payoff.  The tedium isn't worth it. 

Rain

More house blocks. Does it look like rain? I can't decide.
I think it kind of looks like rain. Maybe. 

Every new journal gets a custom- made cover.  The current journal has this cover:
The pink patch in the center is a bit of my "FEMINIST KILLJOY" fabric. I love this stuff. I wish I had ten yards of it so I could make a Bride of Frankenstein-esque dress out of it.
 
A pile of scraps in solid (not patterned) fabrics:
I'm sewing up some crumb blocks. 

It's hot and windy out today.  Not that I've been out there today, but it is. (I did eventuality go out. We had takeout burgers for dinner. )

We really did get the tiniest bit of rain in the afternoon, not nearly enough. I'd like more, please. 
 

Monday, August 11, 2025

Housies IV

 I actually finished 20 house blocks.  They finish at 12 inches square so 20 (with sashing and borders) is enough to make a quilt. Here's a few more:






The color of the sky changes.  I have four each based on sky color (gray, light blue, medium blue, dark blue, purple).

I may have conjunctivitis. Monitoring the situation now. Awful stuff. 

Housies III

This is one of my favorite houses so far, the skeletons in the door and windows, butterflies on the roof, happy ghosts dancing on the house. What's not to love?

And those coyotes I mentioned yesterday:



They seem quite young. Dave thought they were eating grapes.