Yesterday was the first day of Fall, which made Thursday the last day of summer. Usually that’s a chance to do one more outdoorsy, sunshiny traipse through fields type of outing.
Not so much. Instead, we woke up to snow. Snow on the mountains. What started out as a dusting of powdered sugar in the morning turned into some very wintery conditions as the day progressed. Rain. Wind. More Rain. Did I mention rain? Rain at elevation turned to snow.
I’m hoping this is another good year of snow pack. We still need the water.
So, with the retirement of the Cat’s Pajamas, I went looking for a new nightshirt. Nothing worked. Most of the jammies the local stores carried were just not right – the fabric was too cheap or the style was too, dare I say it, young?
Anyway, while trolling through the fabrics at Emma One Sock I came across this lovely, and knew I had found what I was looking for.
I would sew my nightshirt.
It’s a digital print from the Netherlands, with the elephant on one side, and the zebra on the other. The fabric is a beefy cotton knit, with a touch of lycra to keep it stretchy.
One panel was just long enough to make a nightshirt – provided the binding and sleeves were cut from something else. There is plenty of white rayon knit in the stash that would work.
Using a regular t-shirt pattern would be too form-fitting to sleep comfortably.
Style Arc’s Laura pattern then came to mind. The pattern has a yoke front and back, but I could easily merge those pieces, which I did. I omitted the center back seam too. No need to have a seam up my zebra!
I am unbelievably tickled with this sleepwear solution.
Cute, comfy jammies! Oh, did I mention I gave the goose a sparkly crown.
This nightshirt was a birthday gift from a good friend ages and ages ago.
I dare say it’s probably close to 20 years old? Maybe a bit less. Perhaps a bit more.
Either way, it has seen it’s fair share of wear. Worn to the point that it’s time to retire it. Not that it will be donated to charity.
Oh no! There are too many lovely memories attached. It will be folded and gently stored in the wardrobe drawer reserved for “special” things – handmade socks, the dress I wore to meet Santa when I was three. You know – those keepsakes you just have to keep.
Unfortunately retiring the Cat’s Pajamas leaves a definite gap in my pajama selection.
What to do? What to do? What to do?
An Eclipse Viewing Basket
Ok, so it doesn’t exactly rhyme; it was the best I could do. Here in the mountains of Northern Nevada we did not have totality, but at 80% it was still worthwhile.
Waiting to the last minute, I sacrificed a Triscuit box, not having any cereal to hand. Worked out just fine. Also helped that the Internet was awash with “How-To” on making safe viewing devices.
Alas, our local library was one of the ones bit by the scurrilous, and had to issue a Do Not Use warning for the glasses they had passed out the week before. Their supplier was unable to verify that the glasses were indeed, eclipse proof.
I had a great time wandering around outside, seeing the crescents through the leaves of the trees, as well as my cracker box. The light changed so distinctively, as did the temperature. I could well understand prehistoric peoples thinking the end of the world was nigh. It’s a very primal feeling.
Also evident was that I work with a group of geeks, as nearly every single person on the inter-company messaging app showed “away” as the eclipse neared. I could literally watch it move across the country based on when people were available, and when they weren’t. Which may not have been so good for company productivity, but I thought it really cool that so many people were interested in science. Especially when it comes knocking on one’s front door.
Not quite fabric scraps, the grape printed challis was barely a yard, acquired from the ASG Garage Sale back in May. I walked past the bundles of fabric, trailing my hand along then stopped when I touched this one. Ohhh! Score!
It’s an old-style challis. One of the softer more fluid ones. The accent fabric on the sleeves and collar are also from the garage sale. It’s a sueded challis in a bluish grey color. The photo above doesn’t do the colors justice. They are much more saturated in real life.
The pattern is a new one for me. I liked the raglan sleeves so I wouldn’t have to worry about lining up a shoulder seam to my non-aligned shoulders. I added a pleat to the back for a bit more fullness.
Otherwise there were no pattern alterations. The sewing was very direct. Sew seam. Overlock seam. Next! I used Louise Cutting’s method for attaching the collar band. She has a great tutorial on doing this which cuts down on bulk and insures the curves match.
Once the weather cools down, I plan on wearing this with grey leggings.
I saw these little ceramic owls in the discard pile at the local bead shoppe (aren’t all bead stores a shoppe?) and knew they deserved better. They were just laying there, asking for some passer-by to please give a hoot about them. That was me. Hoot! Hoot!
They were so full of color and personality they didn’t need much to make them soar.
I pulled the primary colors of the spiral focal from the owls – bright red, mauve and baby blue. The rest of the necklace is a lovely dove grey which compliments the brightness of the owls. I’m not enough of a bird watcher to know if owls and doves coexist in the wild, but in beading they certainly do.
It was waaay back in the Fall of 2016 that our local sewing guild had Rami Kim, Queen of Fabric Manipulation present a workshop.
She showed us many, many different ways of folding, stitching and otherwise twisting fabric to achieve texture and depth.
The workshop project was a tote. We were instructed to prep our fabric before-hand, cutting various pieces to size. Rami was quite the task master. She would demonstrate a particular technique, then we would have 45 minutes. Or 30 minutes. Or 15 to replicate things.
This may sound a bit stern, but it was necessary if we were to learn everything she wanted to teach us. Goodness there was a wealth of knowledge to acquire!
Each section of the tote featured a different type of fabric manipulation. And once the fabric was cajoled in to the appropriate shape, it could be further embellished with beads or embroidery. I chose beads.
We learned different types of smocking, fabric pinwheels, a new take on flying geese triangles, and many, many other methods.
By the time Saturday evening rolled around, we were exhausted, educated and very happy sewists. We all swore we would finish our totes, and have a show-and-tote at a meeting in the future.
Perseverance was key in completing the tote. There was considerably more hand sewing (see smocking mentioned above) than I had done in years. All that smocking? Yup, sewn by hand. All those beads? By hand again, though adding beads was my choice. By the time it was finished my hands cried uncle and my fingers felt blistered. Perseverance may be overrated.
The future is here! I’ve finished my bag!