stitch and restitch

in which our plucky heroine does some minor or at least miniature, surgery...

Today had an assortment of stitchery projects. I was asked last week to use my sewing machine to add a decorative patch to the center front of a hoodie, and today I felt coherent enough to return to work that involved scissors and needle and thread. It turned out that the patch was a beautiful design from Cada Johnson, whose textile works and clothing I had seen years ago at OCF under the name of Hartware. It was a real treat to see her artwork again. I had often regretted not acquiring one of her beautiful garments back in the day, so it is encouraging that she is still creating things for folks to embellish theirselves and their surroundings.

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time in the tinyworld:

Nandina, who has had a most traumatic time of it, turned up in the clean laundry basket today. Indeed, there had been some irreparable damage done to her structural integrity, and I determined that the best option would be to re-create her, as best I could, from the original materials. (fortunately I still have some scraps of the excellent brown/white shot linen fabric that is just right for her complexion). Since Nandina was the first of the tinyfolk that wanted to live here in what is turning out to be a whole little neighborhood "Tansu Terrace", I had to do what I could to bring her back to life. Her original lower legs were still in good shape, so I reused them as part of her revival.

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Well that was adrenaline I certainly didn't want! Someone on the street was going into their house, with a large unknown dog Not On A Leash, and when they closed the door behind themselves, they didn't notice that their dog was not inside with them. I was walking little Wellington, and the dog saw us across the street and came stalking over... while I hollered for them to come back outside and get their dog, W got so excited? that he pulled right out of his collar and began running wildly down the street. I was terrified that W would simply run away, or get lost, or that a car would come careening down the street, or who knows what. Fortunately he ran into my front yard, and was willing to be coaxed into the house. He seems none the worse, but I am still trying to calm my anxiety.

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April SMART goals (x=extra)

#	THINGS MADE	THINGS FIXED	THINGS GONE
1	tiny Euphorbia	jacket snaps added	yard waste bin
2	tiny moth orchid	moar wood chips in planter	recycle bin
3	Countess scroll	weight closer for back door	tax forms mailed
4	Laurel enamel	tiny drawer handles	broken tree parts
5	sunflower enamel	tiny trowel handle	CrankyTooth
6	tiny cutting board	Nandina revived	yard waste bin
7	tiny serrated knife	x	recycle bin
8	x	x	-
9	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 - all's well that ends well

Time of Isolation - Day 772