Bouquets continue, Tuesday Knitting and Textiles and Tea

I'm more inclined to be home reading, walking, cooking than going out these days. 

But I did get to the knitting group yesterday, where there were great projects in progress, from a sock to my latest project 

The sock knitter is now the owner of all my size 2 bamboo needles, easier than using a circular needle. 

Here's my latest stitching, an old pair of jeans now to be embroidered. I've been thinking of this for ages and finally, needing a portable project for my group meetings, started on it. It's the kind of thing that can go in whenever I feel like it, but I can still wear the jeans at any point.

Talk ranged over sheep festivals -- local one this weekend, and I have two offers of rides, but it's crowds, not my thing, broken bones, travel, adult learners in the arts, cat rescue, fountains and more.

Home to Textiles and Tea with weaver and collage artist

She translates her collage work into her tapestry weaving. Her pieces often have political messages, such as race and the isolation of COVID. This was particularly significant to her as a Chinese-American woman when the Chinese were blamed for the pandemic. 

Her joyful and open attitude are a contrast to the seriousness of her subject matter, and the high level color and pattern skills of her work. More on her website. Go there!

Meanwhile food and flowers continue to feature around here.

Today's little bouquet, Flowers still going, but slower now. Soon I'll take out the foliage and get the garden ready for the next planting season. 

Meanwhile here's this year's entire potato harvest.

Last year I had a plateful, a glut. This year it's a platonic ideal of a potato, deserving some special tiny recipe to do it justice.

The garden is still green and growing but the season's showing, oh I'm a poet and I don't noet.

Another Large Quiche happened 

This one with red onions, fresh garlic, potatoes and a range of cheeses. The mozzarella accounts for the nice browning. I'm still calling it a quiche, though it's getting further away from the original recipe. 

More adaptation and I'll make a nice peach thing with a crumble and call it a peache quiche!

Happy day everyone, I think the more I'm in the company of books and plants the less interest I have in people's shenanigans.

Animals, too, I'm involved in helping rehome a rescued cat who needs a one-cat home. She's currently safe with a friend, but needs a permanent home.

Potato harvest is in!

 Yesterday I decided it was time for Tattie Liftin'. Meaning harvesting my container of potatoes. It's more an annual ritual than a meal, tiny new yellow potatoes.

Since I'd found some peppermint, I was able to make a mint sauce. People who eat lamb like it together. I don't eat lamb, but it's great with newly collected baby potatoes. Pat of butter and your world is complete. And the rest of the potatoes will be roasted in the toaster oven today. 

Mint sauce is just peppermint chopped fine, pinch of sugar, malt vinegar, no other vinegar need apply. 

I planted eyes from a couple of sprouting potatoes in the kitchen 

Watch this space.

Later in the evening Gary came over to get some help with houseplants and while we were at it, I gave him a snake plant leaf and we planted the sections in two small pots. He's been wanting to do this for ages. It's a plant that connects our families.

I took care of the original parent plant for his daughter's mother, one summer on my patio, years back, when I had enough shade to put out houseplants. 

I kept one leaf -- rent!-- from which grew the big snake plant now in the library. From that I'd grown another. And from that third generation came the current leaf, which will go into his little granddaughter's room. So she'll have a plant from her grandmother, via a winding path.

And here's my plan for the day, read

And

Happy day, everyone. Just be.

Misfits, stitching and spuds

 Yesterday's Misfits box was small but good. I didn't order potatoes, because I was expecting a local supply.

I ordered the Imperfect Foods multigrain bread to check it out. Turns out it was classed as imperfect because it was a little bit lopsided! Otherwise fine, as you see, breakfast toast

Beats me why the normal shape of baked goods won't be acceptable to stores, but oh well.

Speaking of breakfast, I usually have half a pita with greens and fruit, often spinach and blueberries. Here's a variation I liked, dried cranberries with a leaf of  romaine that fitted into the bread, very pleasing.

About the potato supply, Gary hauled this over last night, for me to harvest. 

I'll do this in a while and show you tomorrow. Likewise weaving which I haven't got to yet.

But stitching is moving along, just a pleasure to work small on individual sections. Here's where we are to date, planned and designed, ready to stitch

and completed, waiting to be eventually placed

and here's the next one, still in the thinking stage

I like this color combo quite a bit. 

There's a lot of Albers style color thinking here, colors changing dramatically when they're next to different others. 

If you don't know this blog but love embroidery, especially whitework, take a look. She doesn't post often but it's so worth waiting for. Fils et Aiguilles,  meaning threads and needles, that order works in French better than needles and threads,  written in French with onboard English translation

I think this designer whose directions she was following Hiroko Takeuchi, is the artist who designed that calendar I showed you each month last year.  

Happy day, everyone, Gary fixed the doorbell, turned out to be a simple fix, not buying a new one, after looking at wireless, easily installed ones. Hoping  your problems and doorbells have easy solutions.