Showing posts with label tiny dolls. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tiny dolls. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 10, 2024

Gentle welcome rain, stitching and tiny dolls

Monday is about hours of gentle rain, medium warm, just what the earth needs right now. I walked yesterday so I'm not too deprived about not getting out today. 

I did arm weights and that exercise about getting out of the chair without holding, you know the one. I did ten of them. I'm trying never to get out of the chair by pushing myself up, surprising how easy it is to forget.

And I suddenly realized the cleaning family comes tomorrow, so I have to organize a bit today. I don't want to waste their time tidying before they can clean. They really keep me going, so I take care of them. Including a Christmas boost in their check. 

We have this weird little thing going. They've been working here for about fifteen years, and have never raised my rates. So I raise what I pay them every January, fair's fair. 

And I paid them for six months of lockdown when they couldn't attend, to help them stay in business. I mentioned it to other clients, to encourage them to do likewise.

Anyway they come tomorrow so I will be out of the house most of the morning. Related, more or less to the tidying, is the decision also to tidy the knit jacket by binding the edges and getting it DONE, finally. Then by tidily wearing it tomorrow. This does work, oddly.

It also reduces the TBD area of my life



And here it is, finished and ready to wear.

Another TBD is winnowing art. I'm thinking next of tiny dolls.  If any blogistas would like any, and they live in the lower 49, please get in touch. I'll choose some and send you them. 

They're all handmade, some by me, some by friends, some folky little wooden bobbin ones from craft bazaars.  There's wood, cloth, porcelain, fiber.

One's an antique porcelain, original boots, with an amateurish repair on a leg, for whom I knitted clothes. One's a modern porcelain I made from a kit and dressed about fifty years ago. Her red silk dress has deteriorated and needs to be replaced. The peasant lady has her own hand basket. They range in size from a couple of inches to maybe 6".

Here's a gangshot 

They can be Freecycled if I don't hear interest from blogistas, but I thought you'd like first chance.

So that's where we are on a wet Monday.

With a bit of good news from my home state


Happy day everyone, stay dry, hang in there.


Photo AC 



Saturday, March 14, 2015

Pi Day, last before next century 6 WS

2.141592653

 Geek alert! This pi day, celebrating the math expression, is a super pi: next time the date works out this way will be a century hence. So seize the day and celebrate, on March 14 2015, at 26 minutes and 53 seconds after nine, either am or pm will work.  Eating pie works,too.



Elton, accompanied by tiny dolls,  obliged with That's Amore, and There'll be Pie in the Sky By and By, and leaves you to remember the words to That's Amore!!