Letters

Soldiers Writing Letters Home, originally uploaded by Smithsonian Institution.

Rereading some old posts today on here, I came across this one. It's still true.

Then whilst idly blog surfing, I found this post. Read it, it's awesome.

Then I found this project.

Facebook Snail Mail: Noel Maguigad, originally uploaded by spudart.

And so, thought I, if nothing else, I'll write some postcards, and as people have suggested, try and do this on a Friday. So that they have some Monday morning mail joy.

(Snail) Mail, originally uploaded by martinstelbrink.

Want a postcard from me? Drop me your addy at drewzel@rocketmail.com.

In the meantime, I'll try and fire some cards out to people in the universe, just so they get something tactile and pretty.

Letter Writing Can Be Fun!, originally uploaded by Emerald2810.

Tuesday Tuesday

It's time for some non grumbling. Things that are on my mind/making me happy today:

~This blog. As I'm trying to keep my granny-a-day mojo and get into more crochet love, it's full of inspiration, and some of the best tutorials I've seen. (You may already be familiar with it...I am under the proverbial rock after all. Hubert often tells me "You rock"... maybe he means I am a rock, haha.)

~I am on a mission. I need to recover and restore footpath chair which is in a very bad and stinky state of disrepair. I am thinking of using vintage barkcloth, of which Etsy is offering a nice selection. Or should I use modern fabric? What will wear better? What will look better? Or maybe I should go to Ikea and see what they offer in upholstery fabrics...hmmm... Any bright ideas? (Yes, I did consider local handprinted fabrics, but the metreage needed puts it out of my price range.)

~Last Friday, with the guidance of Pip via Frankie, I made a wee jar terrarium. And oh dear, I think it's created a monster. In the words of Britney, gimme more... This one is obviously not mine, but merely an inspirational picture. Mine currently contains baby's tears, a maiden hair fern, succulent and a plastic chicken.

deer butt, originally uploaded by my sunset road.

PS. Someone bought favoured house in Ballarat...but no-one's bought dream house yet. I know I shouldn't fret about it, but I'm really anxious to just settle again, and get on with life.

Speaking of doileys

Once upon a time there was a doiley. It was a rather nice doiley, white cotton, interesting shape and a good size for living upon a dressing table. Someone worked for some number of hours stitching pretty flowers and french knots upon it. Then as fashions changed, it was discarded, ending up in a rag bag for the op shop.

It probably thought it would never see the light of day again, let alone a pretty dressing table. Then an enterprising soul scooped it up, along with it's other neglected brothers and sisters, and decided it should live again, decorating an item of clothing...

The maker was happy with their creativity, and perhaps proudly wore it out for luncheons and shopping. Or maybe gifted it to a poor unfortunate loved one lucky person.

{It should be noted that I can really only guess at the past life of the doiley and salmon pink jacket as I not responsible for any of these goings ons.}

Anyway, who knows... did the jacket get worn with pride or stuffed in the back of the wardrobe in shame? All I know is I happened upon it one day back in 2008 at the Salvos in Carrum Downs. I freed the doileys and ended up with some pretty ones for my stash. Happy ending for the white doiley?

Well almost. The other day, upon blogworld I saw a lace doiley covering a stereo speaker. I think the link was via Pip. So then I came across Kootoyoo's doiley excellence. Ahoy! Doileys everywhere! Nannas were cheering. Most inspirational. And then when I was playing a cd last week, I observed the damage done to my speaker covers by Ms Drewzel Fossil using them as a kitteh chair (oh so soft and comfy) when they were stacked in the spare room at the old villa.


So today I dug through the doileys... found one the white floral doiley and stitched him to the speaker cover to cover the kitteh dirt and rips. Et voila!

However, I'm having some post-crafting quandrys. Does this look good? Am I on the bandwagon? Is this as bad as attaching doileys to the pink jacket? I was going to embroider "Kick out the Jams!" on it...but stopped as I wasn't sure if this was adding insult to injury. Do I take this all too seriously? Any thoughts?

Okay

...so why is it, I can sit at home of an evening and not feel like crafting, but the minute I'm supposed to be working, all I can think about is playing with wool (and boys, but that's another story.) Further to this post, and totally inspired by this post, I have bitten the bullet and ordered a nice range of colours from Bendigo Woollen Mills for a crochet blankie...everyone's doing it, dahling! Eyeing the colour card, I decided that the following range of colours did it for me:

Except, big poo, no Cappuccino left...so now on the hunt for a nice 8 ply brown cotton yarn. Any ideas?