Yarnival - adventures in fibre

Ooh - this is all so very grown up

Yarnival

adventures in fibre

Wool and fibre festival

Just look at what we have for you!

Follow the link 

Hope you can join us :)

In which I have a mini crochet-athon.........

I put it down to nervous energy. I also put it down to new-startitis and a severe case of never-finishing-itum and oh yes I definitely blame short-attention-span-icum and butterfly-brainism......
So... what am I getting to?
Well.

I present exhibit A

A classic granny square.

In a nice chunky cream wool.

I have frogged it back several times as I was never completely happy

(still not)

It no longer looks like the photo.....

Aah.. this more like it.

Not quite finished and probably about to be frogged again.

I ran out of wool 

and had to eke it out very carefully.

Fortunately fav sis-in-law has a cone of it left 

and generously offered it to me!

Woo-hoo!!

Yes - my toe nails are different colours....

S'pose I could be forgiven then for not finishing my granny mat w.i.p..

I now present exhibit B

Bright colours in cotton and buttons

A quick and instant gratification fix

Bunting.

I oohed and aahed at it's bright little bunts

 and the happy little buttons.

Himself asked where I was going to put them.

The catlings (yes - they have grown) thought 

they were brilliant and tried to steal them.

They now reside in a box. 

(bunts not catlings - although that is an idea hmmm)

*sigh*

I also present (part of) exhibit C

A slipper clog for Eldest.

Made with two strands of pure wool (pre-felted)

The wool is something out of my stash, 

a bag of 4 x 50gm balls .

He loves it (it? - where is the other?)

here.................

Youngest is waiting for his slipper clogs too.

I present exhibit D & E 

String bags - I am at it again. 

Thought that making 17 over the festive time would have been enough....

Apparently not.

And the reason for all this nervous energy? Well - I have so much going on in my head regarding our YARNIVAL that I feel that it will explode! Never mind, at our next knit and natter we are going to get down to the serious side of things. 

*watch*this*space*is all I can say!!

Ooh how exciting!

Shame I have to do this boring thing called work!

YARNIVAL - Yarni-what??!

VENUE:
Trawden Community Centre
Church Street,
Trawden,
Lancashire
BB8 8RZ

DATE:  Saturday 17th March 2012

TIME: 10 - 3pm

WHAT'S HAPPENING:
We are celebrating 'all things wool' at the YARNIVAL, come and join us! There will be spinners, weavers, kumihimo braiding, knitting and crochet and much more. We will have mini demonstrations running through the day. A knit 'n natter table where you can sit and join us with your knitting or crochet. We will be sharing tips and hopefully learning some along the way too.


Getting involved too are our local BP groups (Cubs and Guides) who have learnt to knit and weave for the weekend.
Wool, yarn, fleece tops, kits, buttons, needles and other delicious yarniphernalia as well as finished items will be on sale.
There will also be a cafe  running (adding to your stash is thirsty work!) with tea, coffee and some delectable nibbles.

For more details for both the event and if you fancy having a yarn-related stall please contact me on:

hawthorntreewool@gmail.com

I will also be keeping you lovely lot up to date with regular postings here :)

Oooh this is both terrifying and exciting - hope you can join us :)

YARNIVAL YARNIVAL YARNIVAL YARNIVAL YARNIVAL YARNIVAL YARNIVAL

Guess what!?!

I have been invited to feature on 'Best of the Web' by Craft Corners - what a good start to the week :)

I will link up when my little bit is posted - oooh how exciting!

**In hushed tones**......

......Has winter arrived?

The tip of my nose confirms it...

My toes agree.

My fingers this morning, as I tried to open the hen's gate, were icy cold too.

The car's windscreen was frosty white.

Fingers of ice crept across the greenhouse glass.

The grass was crisp and crunchy.

And in all this cold crisp air, was the flash of orange from my Hamamelis (witch hazel).

Monday tomorrow. Not sure if I want this weekend to finish. Hey ho.

A simple day

A clear and crisp sky - a delightful change. We exhaled 'dragon's breath' when we stood out in the frosted garden.

 A need for air, we went for a gentle walk.  After jarring my knee last week I needed to get out but it had to be easy.

Yesterday's muddy pathway was today's crunchy and dry track.

Stone pathways kept our feet from the worst of the ice-filled footprints

We wandered by old gateposts with their carved holes and lead-held ironwork

I wondered at how long the rusty chain had languished around this post

I loved the way the low sunlight glowed through the protective tree tube

Years of weathering has exposed the rings in the wood

Time to retrace our steps, the sun was going down and there was a definite chill in the air. Time to go home and make a lasagne and snuggle down by the fire for the evening. Bliss.

PS Enjoy the rest of your weekend, and I have some crochet projects to share with you soon!

xx

An open letter to the kittens

My dearest Kittlings,

As your 'mom' I feel that I must gently let you know that there are some ground rules about living in this house. 

Knocking down the little bowls of bulbs off the window ledge is a no-no. No matter how funny it is to watch the bulb soil cascade down the wall, on the chair, over the table and on to the floor and yes those little bulbs do roll around in the most comical way especially when battered with a paw. I can understand the first time might have been an accident, but I do suspect that  it may just be deliberate by the time you have done for the fourth time- I might be wrong here, but I do have my suspicions.

Also, while on the subjects of plants - mine - please do not create those delicate lace edges on the leaves for me. Yes, it is very pretty but I don't think my plants care too much for that airtex look...

And talking of delicate little holes - why are there teeth marks along my diary edge? Do you two girls know anything about that? I thought not, s'pose you are not too sure who chewed the aerial off the remote controlled car either?

I know that in this household we do tend to share most things, chairs, floor space, cushions, cheese but there are some things that are mine and mine only.....wool. My dearest little Lily, please DO NOT (I repeat) DO NOT go upstairs and carefully select a hand spun, hand dyed hank of rather precious thread and then carry it downstairs (no - it - did - not - fight - back - and - need - killing....) and proceed to give it a good bashing under the diningroom table. 

While on the subject of things thread like - electrical cables really don't make good trapeze equipment. I realise that you thought that swinging on the fairy lights was sheer joy and you suspected that we thought the same by the look on our faces as we watched you travel through the air on a single cable while the attached lightbulbs came crashing down after you.....  I might be being a tad over cautious here but PLEASE DO NOT DO IT AGAIN.

I can understand if my boys, when charging around the house make thudding sounds and so they should they do have size 5 and 6 feet, but you my dear little dainty kittlings have feet no bigger than my thumb yet you seem to create the illusion of a stampeding-herd-of-crazed-elephants as you lightly trip your way across the hall. My heart and my nerves are feeling a little tense.

I L*O*V*E the way you like to get personally involved with any activity in the kitchen, particularly when it comes to your dinner time. But do you, I hesitate to ask, do you really have to get so personal as you leap up and climb my leg in your enthusiasm to be fed. Your claws are delightfully needle-like and you are justifiably proud of them however, my leg does now resemble a well used dartboard. All I need to do is rub in a little Indian ink and I will have a permanent tattoo as a reminder of your affection.

Please, my dear little fuzzballs do not think that you are in the dog house, on the contrary, you have brought such laughter and life to the house that all (most) of your transgression are forgiven, just lay off the plants, my wool, my leg, electrical cables, toys, the settee (oh my poor settee), paper, plastic, my laptop, the curtains, the dog, shoes, cushions and ANYTHING ELSE you might think is worth killing/chewing/tasting/playing with/all of the above.

Above all just keep on being you - kittlings - and keep us smiling

lots and lots of love    hawthorn xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx      =^.,.^=

PS  SPIT that plant out and get off that table NOW!