Saturday was a mish-mash day. A bit of house cleaning. A bit of laundry. A bit of home maintenance (if changing out florescent bulbs and hanging a new fixture on it's chains in the utility room count). A couple of errands. Some reading, a small nap. Some frogging and some real fun.
Only 2 errands..the library and the postoffice. New books to read and listen; package for my Yarn in a Teacup person mailed. All July bills sent off. (of course, the first August bill arrived yesterday also :-O
I'll spare you pics of the utility room lights, and move right along.
It seems I rarely have something completed to show; so that was a goal this week. However, I wasn't pleased with how the beads on the beaded bag looked. I'm sure some could do it and it would look super, but mine were rather unwieldy. So I decided to try Fluffy Knitter Deb's way. Frogging commenced and once I'd got myself back to that part of the bag, I decided I was hungry and needed a sandwich. I'm knitting it on CP bamboo str8 needles. The kind that have actual little knobs on the end. Which was apparently extremely intriguing to Hershey. Besides, obviously I wanted this off the needles. Instead of just nibbling on it, he took it out...and then sort of tugged and walked all over it I think. So..what to do but create.....Ramen Noodle Yarn! Scarily enough it really was the right thing to do. Those beads had to come completely off. He knew more than I did! Removing the beads really str8nd the yarn a lot so it's begun again but I'll spare you 5 rows of stockinette. Maybe later today I'll have something to show on that front.
Moving right along. I had some wool white felt. I wanted brown. I cannot remember why, but dying was fun. I soaked the felt in vinegar water for awhile and then saturated it with brown dye made from some generic sort of Wilton color. A rich brown. After it soaked awhile, I nuked it a couple of times with a rest between and shazamm, brown felt. I love the mottled look of it. Now if I could remember what I was going to do with it. I just know it was on my list for shopping outside. Brown wool felt. Hmmm. The oddest thing though was that there was a bit of dye left in the Pyrex..and, it had become green! I guess I need to read up on color! I know I've seen women with greenish brown hair. Wonder if they used icing color?
And last but not least, a leaf. I'd read in a new Interweave magazine on Felting about cookie-cutter needle felting so I really wanted to try it. In the pic it sort of looks all one color but in reality it's more mixedy up. I took tiny bits of roving in two colors, pulling them apart until sometimes there were only two uhh hairs?? And alternating the colors and sort of just tossing them in a little box, fluffing occasionally. It was sooooooo fun! And then using the cookie cutter as a sort of mold, started felting. The only thing I didn't care about was sticking myself. Now I want to see if I can just make a little sheet of fiber..no mold. Just a square, and then use the cookie cutter as a pattern to cut it out. And I wish I had some coppery colored pearl cotton..I could make some veins for it. I'm sure they have some at Michaels *G*..but I'm really trying to not spend a lot of money and there's no way I can go there and walk out with one skein of pearl cotton. So, I've dressed myself in bummy clothes to make it less likely that I'll go walking out the door. And maybe I should post a sign that my gas went up 20 cents a gallon last week.
Late in the afternoon, I sat outside on the porch swing for awhile until the skeeters found me. It was very warm but not miserable. And, for a change, very quiet. All the lawn mowers had gone back to their spaces. People must have arrived at where they were going because there was little traffic. And so, I sat there reading with only the sounds of the locusts to keep me company. It was sooo lovely.
Anyway, more fun coming up on this last day of the weekend. What are y'all doing?
Well...bad word! When I upload a pic, I get only html words..and no way of moving it. I'll try posting them one at a time all by themselves.