Thursday, April 16, 2009

Creating a Memory

I chose to create a memory over having complete control and duplicating an image. We had a great time.










The kids helped me throw paint on the desk. We each used one color at a time, four times. I put the paint on three separate plates and we washed them in between colors. We walked around the desk throwing paint at it and at each other. Then we smashed the paint on top with paper so the desk top would be smooth. Great times.










Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Delicious

Care for a little crocus?


My children picked these.


The cream pitcher was my grandmother's.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Happy Easter


I fell in love with the orange and pink, two-sided paper. The flowers were a bonus.
*Fresh color and sunshine. It doesn't get better than that.
Have a very wonderful Easter weekend.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Playing

I'm taking a play-writing class through independent study. My instructor is motivating and encouraging. I need to finish up lesson six (out of eighteen) so I won't be blogging for a few days.

I wish I made the butterfly! A couple of years ago, my youngest daughter received this crocheted beauty from her teacher at church. The picture doesn't do it justice. It's double-winged, tiny, and so pretty. I would love to learn how to make these.

Monday, April 6, 2009

New Rug


I don't sit still well. I had conference to watch. My husband suggested I crochet a new rug. So I did. It had been a few years since I'd made a rug. I probably should have taken pictures of the process. You use a very large crochet hook and strips of fabric tied together with cuts and loops. I'll have to show the process next time.
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Here are the other rugs I've made from smallest to biggest and, interestingly, from most recently made to oldest. It's difficult to tell their sizes from the pictures. The toy cell phone by the biggest rug is about real cell phone size. It's a pretty big rug.
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The old rugs are holding up fairly well. They are machine washable, though the biggest one is difficult to fit in the washer while keeping the washer balanced. The rug by the front door needs a post-winter washing. Making rugs is a great way to use up old sheets, clothing, and fabric. It takes a lot of fabric.









Friday, April 3, 2009

Magnetic Pockets


Did I mention I like turquoise? The plaid fabric matches the colors of the curtains in my dining area.

The plaid pockets came from some 2T overall shorts that my now-10-year-old daughter used to wear. I loved the colors and the fabric. Alas, I have no two-year-old and no plans for one. So, I decided to cut out the pockets and make magnetic pockets like I've done before with denim. They are so easy.

All you do, is cut out the pocket, right along the edge, leaving the front and back still sewn together with an inch or two flap of the fabric at the top of the pocket. Then you fold over that top inch and hot glue it to the back of the pocket. Then you glue a magnet to it. Or, if the fabric is thin and you want a more substantial backing, you can glue the back of the pocket to a piece of posterboard and glue the magnet to that. To help them not fray, I just run a little hot glue around the edges.

We use these on the fridge and on metal doors. The denim ones have my children's names on them. They put their library cards in them, though I think they'll use the new pockets for that now.

We also use the denim pockets for their chore cards. My seventeen-year-old came up with this idea. She just printed up pictures of everybody's chores on the computer, let them color their own, used clear packing tape to cover them, and then attached them to the pockets with yarn. When the kids are done with their chores, they put the card in their pocket.








Flowers and Thorns

Spring can be wild and beautiful. Or sharp and painful. Like change, sometimes it is pleasant; sometimes it hurts.




Where did that name "crocus" come from anyway? Crocodiles?


"The name of the genus is derived from the Greek krokos (κρόκος), which—like the Hebrew karkōm, Aramaic kurkama, Persian and Arabic kurkum—means saffron or saffron yellow."
From Wikipedia


*Crocuses give me hope.