Wednesday, November 25, 2020

wishful Wednesday: chaos or community

in which our plucky heroine notices plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose...

Small joys are still allowed, and in this difficult time, may help us hope for a somewhat brighter future. I don't know. Maybe those who are lucky enough to come of age in a bright if flawed world always look backward with regret, saying "we had a chance to do it right" even if all the force arrayed against that was too strong. I have been saying for years, that there are a myriad of ways to run a planet well, why on Earth have the collective we chosen to do it wrong... Still, this is the world we have now. This is the time we live in now. Stay safe, stay apart (for now) stay healthy. Do what you can find to do to shift the balance to sanity. Love.
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~ 100 day creativity challenge - day 72 ~
I think it counts as creativity, as it is a new thing, and besides, I created the stuffing mix from my own imagination and the ingredients on hand! Technically this is for tomorrow. Turkey thigh roulade: I de-boned a turkey thigh, butterflied it, and made a stuffing with sourdough bread, herbs and green onions from the yard, and some of the oyster mushrooms that Nicole gave me earlier this year... rolled the whole thing up and roasted it for almost an hour and a half at 350° in the lil convection oven
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a few weeks ago, I found "Dance The Eagle to Sleep" in a local Little Free Library. It is one of the few Marge Piercy books I'd not read, though I've been around and through her poetry often and some of her novels repeately. It was published in 1970, as a kind of near-future history relating to the new left and countercultural activity, and while some of the language is dated, the concepts dealt with are strongly and sadly still relevant fifty years later down the road
“People were not getting back what they wanted for their sold labor. Taxes grew and services shrank. Prices rose and quality decayed. Everywhere people felt used and betrayed and coerced and cheated.”

"Some of the academic ex-radicals took the position that unrest among the youth would provoke fascism. They wrote about fascism as a dramatic change, a cop d'etat, the Pentagon marching on the White House. None of them imagined that it could come in like the morning paper, that it would be just the same families maintaining themselves in power by slightly different means. No swastikas, no eagles other than the Bald Eagle rendered extinct through DDT: only the American flag. No SS, no storm troopers, no blackshirts: only the regular police armed with tanks and gases and high explosives and trainging in riot control. They did not see that black people and kids already lived their lives in a police state."
 
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November SMART goals (x=extra)
# THINGS MADE THINGS FIXED THINGS GONE
1 five new dishtowels
restring beads
recycle bin
2 new apron
2 Gigi shirts
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3 another new apron
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4 two floral dishtowels
x x
5 three pot holders
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6 x x x
7 x x x
8 x x x
9 x x x
10 x x x
11 x x x
12 x x x
13 x x x
14 x x x
15 x x x

today's gratitude - I have excellent friends! This morning, I awakened to a knocking on the front door, which turned out to be the postman, who had left a package for me from my friend Luz Clara. She sent me several yards of delightfully striped and patched japanese fabric, very boro-esque. I plan on using it for either a pinafore, or a loose lagenlook jacket. Not sure if I will leave it all black/stripey, or overdye in a light indigo, or taupe. Leaning towards light indigo. As an extra treat, she included a package of titanium strips for making soldering tools, which is a definite impetus for me to clear away the clutter on the workbench

Tuesday, November 24, 2020

Tuesday tidbits

in which our plucky heroine does some slapdash improvisational cookery...

How did I not know that making onion soup was so very very easy! A few weeks ago Gersvinda brought me both apples from Gwen's orchard, and a few 2# mesh bags of onions from the mutual aid distribution, and I decided that was a message from the universe to try making soup (from the onions... the apples were turned to sauce and put in jars!)

Since the maslin pan wasn't in use for preserving, it seemed just the right thing for slowly cooking down the onions in butter, and over the course of an hour or so they slowly softened, becoming tender and slightly golden brown. I'd used up my stored frozen meat stock in making vegetable soup several times this autumn, so instead I turned to the jar of "Better Than Bouillon", adding in some freshly gathered thyme from the yard. The last of the sourdough bread ends from the freezer had some Gruyere melted over it in the microwave and transferred to the top of the soup..

Two pounds onions sliced and chopped, a half stick of butter... cook down low and slow til sweet and golden. (optional) Sprinkle a bit of flour over and stir until flour is cooked, then add several cups of broth, or about 2T bouillon concentrate, or one broth in a box. Add desired seasoning(s), and top with toasty bread and melty cheese. Next time I make this, I may add a tiny amount of lemon juice to the soup, since normally it would contain some wine, which I substituted cream sherry (which added a nice nuttiness to the broth, but also extra sweetness) as I am not really a wine drinker and do not keep it on hand.
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Sometime in the last few days, I managed to stitch up 3 new potholders, from a Japanese piece of fabric from Ursel a few years ago. These will be handy as there is much baking to be done today and tomorrow. Spinach rice bake, which is a favorite breakfast make-ahead of mine, actually started as a Thanksgiving dish when I was a child. There is a wee turkey thigh roulade sitting in the fridge. Today I picked up my groceries from Green Zebra, and for the first time de-boned a turkey thigh. It was actually quite simple, and after making a bit of homemade stuffing, the only somewhat difficult part was tying it up with string. It gets roasted at 350 for about an hour and a half, til it gets to 185F... I'm also going to try making a new to me dessert, pumpkin pudding with sour cream topping

My nextdoor neighbors are so good. They lent me their extension ladder, and I looked into my attic hatches, but couldn't see anything! Pete also offered to clear out my gutters, once we get a break in the weather, and even climbed on the workshop roof to see if there was anything obvious causing the leaking. He said that aside from the moss bits, the roof looked okay?

I splurged for some new yarn, as I really really miss my former Nightsky Partlet, and want to make a new one... Over the years it is only my most favorite knitwear that goes missing
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November SMART goals (x=extra)
# THINGS MADE THINGS FIXED THINGS GONE
1 five new dishtowels
restring beads
recycle bin
2 new apron
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3 another new apron
x -
4 two floral dishtowels
x x
5 three pot holders
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6 x x x
7 x x x
8 x x x
9 x x x
10 x x x
11 x x x
12 x x x
13 x x x
14 x x x
15 x x x

today's gratitude - The set of measuring dishes my friend Stacey sent me a while ago are proving most useful as I prepare for Thanksgiving In Isolation by doing some extra cooking... my thought is that some persimmon pecan tea bread will be a pleasant munchable during Family Zoomsgiving on Thursday morning, so there now is a cupful sitting in the fridge, waiting for me to get baking. I plan on using the same recipe as for Ancestral banana bread, subbing in the persimmon, which is equally gooshy and sweet, and adding a bit of cinnamon and nutmeg, for festive.

Sunday, November 22, 2020

Monday music and miscellany

in which our plucky heroine notices rising winds...

It has been a rough week. Two friends passed away, and my very favoritest canine pal Toshi (who lives up with the Mud Bay folks) may be following them across the Rainbow Bridge soon. Somehow, rather than these deaths feeling like an anomaly, in the way the few previous ones in the last few years have seemed, I sense a hinge in my arc, and that now this is the part of the story where my cohort starts leaving faster and faster. The image in mind is the old animated cartoon where the pages on the calendar start being blown off faster and faster by a rising wind

Two days ago the roof above my workroom began leaking, and it is unclear what is causing the problem. Figuring out what to do and how best to deal with the problem, difficult in the best of times, is made infinitely more complicated by the gorram pandemic. Still, I am still here, still above ground, still reasonably healthy. My closest circle of family and friends remains intact, at least for now.
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beauty in the time of isolation - day 254:

all the rain has brought mushooms of various kinds to the yard
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There was adventure in cookery on Saturday - I took the "homemade pot stickers" class as part of the local online SCA event. Duchess Hlutwige was sharing her recipes, tips, and secrets for making them, and even though I have made my own previously, I learned a number of new-to-me details that will make a big difference. Her DIY wrappers worked out much better than the recipe I found online and attempted; these worked out really well. And I much prefer her "steam the napa cabbage" to soften it beforehand to the salt method I was using. There are now several containers full in the freezer, waiting for those nights when a readymade dinner will be a treat or a necessity.

I made more filling than the amount of dough matched up with, so tonight I attempted "scotch eggs" baked in the oven, as the difference between sausage and pot sticker filling is primarily one of vegetable content. The taste and texture was good, but there was what seemed to be some shrinkage of the meat layer possibly also because of the cabbage/scallion/cilantro content, and so the HB eggs rather burst out in a not very attractive way. Still, I am most unlikely to be going to a pub for pub-grub, but scotch eggs are a nice high protein occasional treat. I'll try again at some point with actual sausage and see if it makes a difference.
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~ 100 day creativity challenge - day 72 ~
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Last week I spent two days working on a sample enamel for a potential project, to find out if it was possible to get that level of complexity in a piece only a bit more than an inch tall. It is, but it was quite challenging.
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November SMART goals (x=extra)
# THINGS MADE THINGS FIXED THINGS GONE
1 five new dishtowels
restring beads
recycle bin
2 new apron
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3 another new apron
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4 two floral dishtowels
x x
5 xx x
6 x x x
7 x x x
8 x x x
9 x x x
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13 x x x
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15 x x x

today's gratitude - I returned this week to Stitcher's Guild, where I formerly spent a LOT of time. It had occurred to me that, in this time of plague, my simply dropping out could have seemed something much more dire than mere lack of sew-jo mojo. In fact it felt rather good to return there, as it is once again SWAP planning time, and while I do not intend to sew eleven garments, since I certainly do not need that many more, SWAP season is also a segment of my year-wheel. I also am back in touch with my online-to-IRL friend Claire, and we are going to do a wee small sewalong together. I actually purchased a pattern, a different style of pinafore, with some interesting seamlines and a "workwear" aesthetic; Claire had found the pattern online and wanted to try it. 

Wednesday, November 18, 2020

gifty wishlist 2020 version

in which our plucky heroine offers notes about useful and desirable gifts...

I've been participating in Duchess Daegmar's Sekrit Santa gift exchange for a number of years now. Most of what will make a real difference in my life are not things, but the gift of experiences, time, and the sharing of resources... because time spent together is the best gift of all, whether helping with household tasks or out adventuring in the wide world. Alas this year we are forced by the plague to stay separate, precluding any contact or assistance. Since I have spent the last several years doing major decluttering; it is actually pretty difficult to find objects that fit the stated requirements: "keep the exchanged gift either handmade and/or homemade, or if purchased to be $25 or less."

It seemed a good idea to provide both general guidelines to what I like and do not like, as well as a modest annotated list of assorted Useful and Delightful things:

Random wishlist notes:

My favorite colors in general: The kind of blue that you get from indigo: nightsky and dark denim. The greyish color of natural linen. Taupe. Grey. Soft dull turquoise. The dark black brown of some kinds of undyed sheep wool. Bittersweet chocolate brown.

In general, food is not a Fjorlief treat, with one noteable exception (this specific marzipan may be the best marzipan on the planet). Our plucky heroine does not particularly like chocolate, and is very allergic to cherries and hazelnut. I particularly do not like scented things, and am very allergic to cedar.

I love handmade gifts, particularly those of the wooden, ironwork, glass or textile sort. My SCA life is mostly as a Norse/Slavic style person, so narrow handmade trim suitable for early period garb is always useful, as are period style lampwork beads. I mostly do not collect things, in particular I don't collect acorn kitsch, even though the house is named Acorn Cottage...
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Annotated wishlist items that are less than $25, in no particular order at all :
 
Susan Cooper + Carson Ellis!! "The Shortest Day"
 
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some workshop tools
Pocket size DMT pocket diamond hones would be very handy both for sharpening knives, and for grinding down enamels.

Another useful tool is this sturdy titanium ruler

I would really enjoy having a better wee tiny narrow "V" gouge for my carving tool collection. I've started doing more block printing and my initial starter kit of gouges is somewhat limited in both size and quality... this 1mm 45 degree V gouge would be great

this sharpening set would help keep everything nice in good condition...
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An assortment of small knitting trinkets, each of which appears to be a particular improvement on what I am doing now... these Clover stitch holders seem easier to use than using a needle and string to hold stitches, these "stitch stoppers" (in neutrals of course, not the pastel colors!).
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Wake The Dead's combination of celtic-style instruments and arrangements, and Grateful Dead songs, makes me really happy. Any of the three CD's would be a nice addition to the Acorn Cottage library: Wake The Dead, or Buckdancer's Choice, or Blue Light Cheap Hotel

Michele reminded me that this rare flavoring "fiori di sicilia", is worth the effort of tracking it down
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some rather more spendy things, in no particular order at all:

It would be a very good and necessary addition to the infrastructure here to acquire an extension ladder, or at least a substantial regular ladder. One that is long enough to reach the gutters, and the attic hatchways... must needs do a bit more research as to what would be best... two different friends have mentioned that the recombinant style ladders have worked well?

a raised bed structure for gardening... 

A headlamp for my bicycle... I have a good flashing clip-on rear light, and my bike tires have intensely reflective sidewalls, plus my reflective mesh vest, but a front light would be useful... best if it could be easily detached/reattached, like my clip on rear light, so that it would be safe in my daypack instead of stolen, when my bike is locked up outside the grocery store...

This is not Useful per se, but it is a very lovely talisman in silver or in bronze...
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I will be adding to this list as I think of possible things that would be both useful and beautiful additions to my home and life...

Tuesday, November 10, 2020

lacking focus, literally...

in which our plucky heroine has an unproductive day...

Seven hours later and my eyes still noticeably dilated after my exam early this morning. I figured out I could turn the brightness all the way down on the monitor, and turn up the text size, but it is still too unpleasant to do much other than say hi. Trying to think of some productive things to do that do not require focused vision... (I napped most of the day, for just that reason, fortunately it should wear off by tomorrow) Thinking about maybe turning the rest of the apples into applesauce, cutting down boxes into useful size cardboard, washing dishes, and maybe some sorting of fabric scraps, which took over far too much space ever since the making masks madness earlier this year.
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~ 100 day creativity challenge - day 71 ~
today's photo challenge word is monochrome which I interpreted loosely here as "neutral/russet"... Nandina tends to wear either warm neutrals (or bright colors) and it was fun to look around Acorn Cottage and find more objects that fit with the concept... including the old Steiff tiger, the willow bark basket I wove years ago at OCF, the decorated gourd that is even older, from when I lived in Seattle and took classes at the Basketry School.
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beauty in the time of isolation - day 242:
I've never seen this before - the fruit of the southern Magnolia tree! I've seen the dried seed pods scattered on the ground, and occasionally seen the bright red seeds still attached, but this stage is new to my eyes. A tree in the parking strip a few blocks away was short enough that the various stages of development were readily visible, instead of being many feet above my gaze.
 
(magnolia seeds)
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November SMART goals (x=extra)
# THINGS MADE THINGS FIXED THINGS GONE
1 five new dishtowels
restring beads
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2 new apron
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3 xx -
4 x x x
5 xx x
6 x x x
7 x x x
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15 x x x

today's gratitude - modern untethered communication devices, that allow me to phone my distant friends and family whilst I am outside taking a walk, take photos to share at a distance, and have videos to and fro in the pixel world from here to the other side of the planet, if desired. It truly will always feel like living in the future to me...

Monday, November 9, 2020

Monday miscellany

in which our plucky heroine regains some equanimity ...

The election is mostly over, and now comes the additional hard work to try and repair what of the damage can be repaired. At least now we have a chance to move forward, and a mite of hope for the future.
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The apron started last week is finally finished, a bit kludgey, but perfectly functional. I decided to use up some of the random leftover bias, so the edges are bound in an assortment of black fabrics: corduroy, linen, quilting cotton, and a bit of japanese metallic print. Turning a worn out pinafore into an apron meant that I could salvage the large pinafore pockets. More aprons need to be made, as I always have wanted to have them handy for messy kitchen, workroom, or yard tasks. My idea of using separate straps attached at each end with snap hooks is basically functional, but needs a little adaptation and adjustment, as I overestimated the length. (the idea is that the aprons will be easier to launder if there aren't long apron strings and straps tangling in the washer). The symbology of making aprons right now seems eminently suitable.
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It was a mostly good weekend, and zoom with my siblings was good too, even though we still have no resolution of the difficult situation with Aged Parents... there was much grocery shopping accomplished as Heather stopped by on Saturday. Reading A Midsummer Night's Dream aloud was a lot of fun, and I even dressed in a sort of costume, wearing some of my Elizabethan garb (just for fun). My pal Rois made an appearance at the evening Crafternoon shindig! I've not hardly seen her or her husband since they moved away years ago; with luck she and I can renew our enjoyment of crafting and chatting.
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beauty in the time of isolation - day 241:
managed to get out and walk a bit... there are lots of places where the leaves are turning, some golden, some vivid red, and some to these amazing mulitcolored patterns...
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~ 100 day creativity challenge - day 70 ~
Nandina is cozy under her quilt, in the attic bedroom of Caer Cardboard... I still need to make a bed for Xanthy, who is currently sleeping in the tent atop the bookcase. I look forward to doing more this winter on turning recycled boxes into a whimsical home for my tiny friends. I've been saving transparent container lids with the thought of making windows, and when the box of aluminium foil was used up, the interior cardboard roll was very sturdy, and about the right size to make porch columns...
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November SMART goals (x=extra)
# THINGS MADE THINGS FIXED THINGS GONE
1 five new dishtowels
restring beads
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2 new apron
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3 xx -
4 x x x
5 xx x
6 x x x
7 x x x
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today's gratitude - I met Michele through Mickey, and have been greatly enjoying getting to know her. She hosts an online salon, and at the recent one the discussion turned to romance and love, and the meanings and definitions thereof; it was the sort of deep conversation I crave and rarely experience, and left me feeling both thoughtful and connected.

Thursday, November 5, 2020

enervation

in which our plucky heroine feels depleted...

I get that everyone is tired, and worried, and wishes things were different. And I try to not spread gloom and despair, but make great effort to look for small bits of beauty and kindness and share than instead. But gosh on days like today I just feel like there is an anvil on top of me crushing my spirit.

I'm not giving up, because this is our life now, all of us.

But there are days where the tears are right on the other side of my eyes. Days when I cannot watch a music video, because there are all those past pixel people being actually together creating joy, and the brightness in their faces cracks my heart. Days when the good memories shatter rather than sustain. Days when gravity is much heavier than earth normal. Days when the knot at the end of my rope is the only thing keeping me here.

today's gratitude - I hang on with all my strength to the knowledge that there are people in my life who love me, precious friends, and family, and a few four-legged folks...

a younger me, nine years ago, before the cancer journey,
when my
wellspring of love burned with a clear flame...

Wednesday, November 4, 2020

and now we wait...

in which our plucky heroine attempts to focus on what is still good...

I went to bed last night in terror and grief fearing a red landslide, and this morning that has not (yet) happened... The gem of hope is faint, and highly tarnished, but hope still exists. I read somewhere* the phrase "What if this darkness is not the darkness of the tomb, but the darkness of the womb?" and that we are all still in the birthing process
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~ 100 day creativity challenge - day 69 ~
made a good start on carving for the third in my "Making Art For A Change" print... biggest challenge is that I really wish I had an even finer-line gouge. Very curious about how this will print; am about a quarter of the way through the carving process. (actual size of block is 2 3/4" wide by 4 1/2" tall)
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I have started cutting up a badly worn-out partially threadbare pinafore with the plan to create an apron. In the stress of yesterday, I decided that making apron(s) was both suitably symbolic and necessary, as irregardless of the results, there is much to clean up and repair... Turning the weary but still usable fabric into something helpfully protective...
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beauty in the time of isolation - day 236:
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I found some more bird netting, and have triply swathed the salad table, in the hope of preventing squirrel depredation until I can acquire some wire and hardware cloth. My plan is to gradually create metal mesh enclosures for all my food growing spots.

Someone put out a big box of garden bulbs (unknown what type, but based on the size I am guessing either grape hyacinth or maybe crocus? something little, anyway. I took a big handful home, and need to get them planted, either in the ground or in a pot. It will be fun to see what comes up...
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November SMART goals (x=extra)
# THINGS MADE THINGS FIXED THINGS GONE
1 five new dishtowels
restring beads
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2 xx-
3 xx -
4 x x x
5 xx x
6 x x x
7 x x x
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today's gratitude - the weather turned mild today, which meant that my pedometer totals were better than the last few days. And the walking was needed, as my best and most enjoyable of what is accessible to me as stress relief. And, of course, am very grateful that walking is currently still something my body is both willing to do and that it still is a pleasure.

*phrase by Valerie Kaur, in the Radici Studio blog post

Tuesday, November 3, 2020

fingers crossed

in which our plucky heroine quivers, but not with anticipation...

though I would be delighted with a good outcome, I am not confident. My essential nature, that pessimistic nay-saying "crabby appleton", that aspect of myself that is the most difficult to live with, that I struggle with daily and have for decades, is what I need to both wrestle with and treat kindly... Child-self deserves kindness, and so today rather than glue my eyeballs to the pixelworld, I am going to do as many healthy, creative and productive small things as possible.

There will be cooking, and some painting. There will be a start on making a dress for wee Kestrel, who daily becomes less wee. There will be more carving on block 3 of "Making Art For A Change". I will tackle one small area of declutter and tidy to create an oasis of peace at home. There will be a walk, bundled in handknits, a mask, and a raincoat, because walking is the thing that I can still do that brings my body peace. There will be a phone call to my Aged Parents, as I do most days these days. There will be a bit of time to practice the harp, a new learning challenge.

I will count my blessings. I will remember that I come from a long line of Those Who Survived...
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beauty in the time of isolation - day 235:

"blue dyeberries"

I worked hard to discover the name of Clerodendrum trichotomom aka "Harlequin Glorybower", after the first time I ever walked by one that was blooming. It has flowers that smell like the wind from paradise. One of the first things I did when I moved to Acorn Cottage was to plant one in front of the house. There are a number of them growing around the neighborhood.
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After their autumnal flowering, they develop the most spectacular fruiting display, with vivid red star-sepals centered with tiny electric blue "berries". What I discovered online is that those berries can actually be used as a blue dyestuff, which is called in Japan by a name that means "the other blue". Finally I have managed to gather enough to try this for myself, as I visit various locations and forage for dyestuff, storing my finds in a freezer container until I have a free day to experiment. I am hoping to acquire some undyed silk embroidery thread, as well as the thin undyed wool thread already on hand.
some information on dyeing
some more information about dyeing
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November SMART goals (x=extra)
# THINGS MADE THINGS FIXED THINGS GONE
1 five new dishtowels
restring beads
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2 xx-
3 xx -
4 x x x
5 xx x
6 x x x
7 x x x
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today's gratitude - the cycles of the natural world, which persist, and in persisting, continue to bring up bounty and beauty

Monday, November 2, 2020

Monday miscellany

in which our plucky heroine grasps for equanimity...

I've been spending today trying not to think about tomorrow. Managed to get about half of what I'd hoped to accomplish today completed. A bit of yardwork, a bit of housework, and a bit of artwork... well begun anyway, though nothing is completed

I remain pleased with the new tools from Lee Valley, the folding pruning saw has already made a difference, and the dripless oil dispenser is, in fact, exactly as described, so much so that I am rather tempted to get a second one for tamari)
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~ 100 day creativity challenge - day 68 ~
Nandina watches while I transfer my design to the lino block, before starting a new "Making Art For A Change" blockprint. This one is based on the various Black Hours manuscripts, with "Black Lives Matter" in Gothic style letters and a floral/foliated border. This is also the first time I have used Saral transfer paper, and it works superbly on a dark background.

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Over the weekend I did find a piece of albeit rather thin linen twill in the fabric zone, too small to become a garment, and cut it up into five dishtowels. Since all the dishes get washed by hand here, and I also use them for any kitchen cleanup that isn't gross, I go through kitchen towels at a rather remarkable clip...
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beauty in the time of isolation - day 234:
My new paintbox tin, with all the gouache colors, and metallic/mica gold*, and space for my two travel paintbrushes...

This winter I intend to focus on improving my scribal skills (calligraphy and illumination), and giving myself the small treat of a nifty paintbox was by way of a promise. The little half-pans are held in with magnets, and I stuck some to the back of the golden paint pan as well.
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Three elaborate beads came from Ariadne, courtesy of Heather's previous trip down here in October, and I decided to restring the necklace she had made for me a number of years earlier. A has impressive lampwork skills, and, as I mentioned to her, now when I wear the necklace, it is like the hugs we cannot give one another are still around my neck warming my heart...

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November SMART goals (x=extra)
# THINGS MADE THINGS FIXED THINGS GONE
1 five new dishtowels
restring beads
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2 xx-
3 xx -
4 x x x
5 xx x
6 x x x
7 x x x
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9 x x x
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today's gratitude - the love and generosity of my friends surrounds me. Three different specific occasions in the last three days really called that to the forefront of my awareness, so when I wear my bead necklace, or cook in my new saucepan, or turn the heat up a bit to feel warmth, I remember the precious gifts and thoughtfulness that make that possible, even in this hard time when our hands cannot touch...