2020 30-Day Minimalism Challenge
Sunday, September 7, 2025
Back to my Manx...
Wednesday, September 3, 2025
Pickling...
By the time I got to the onions, I was lamenting that I don't own a food processor. I had a food processor many years ago, and every time I used it I found I hated cleaning it. So much so that I ended up getting rid of it. And generally speaking, I haven't missed it. But chopping up all those veggies for sweet relish this time around - especially the onions, had me online pricing what a food processor costs these days. My hands have lost some stamina, and my crying eyes were begging for relief.
But I persevered, and finally had everything chopped, salted, put under water and into the fridge for 24 hours. Good thing the recipe called for this long of a salting time. I needed the break.
I can't wait to have a taste test with someone(s) to help determine what combination of spices are preferred, and whether there is much difference between using lemon juice or vinegar. I tasted as I went, but after a while I lost the ability to distinguish much difference between them. I hope to get enough cucumbers still to make at least one more batch of this relish, and try it with less sugar.
I'm the only dill pickle eater here, but I can easily go through a pint jar of dill slices every two or three weeks. Hopefully, what I've canned is good. You never truly know until you pop a jar open...
Sunday, August 17, 2025
A new embroidery project...
Perusing library books lately, I've come across some fun embroidery ideas. Embroider Your Life is more of an inspiration than it is a project book. But it also provides some fun designs the reader can use.
I had to enlarge the small pattern in the book by about 250% before it was large enough for even a small pillow.
In the book, the whole fox image was filled with running stitches on a white fabric, but because I'm using beige fabric, I thought it would look better if I embroidered the fox's white chin, throat and belly with long and short filling stiches that would cover the space better than a simple running stitch does. And it's kind of fun that it looks a bit like fur...
That said... in retrospect, it seems a bit silly that I thought creating a filled-in effect was important to do on the underside of the fox, while the rest of his fur is depicted with running stitches. But I'm going to finish what I began - even if it takes two or three times as long to fill the fox's underside as it would have if I'd simply done the whole thing in running stitches. Who knows... maybe I'll find the two different ways of filling open space in the design adds to the whimsical factor.
Saturday, August 16, 2025
The Dog Days of Summer...
Did you know that there is an official time frame assigned to the Dog Days of Summer? I had no idea the saying was based on an annual astronomical event that occurs after the summer solstice when the star, Sirius (aka, the Dog Star), rises and sets with the sun. Behind the sun, from the view of earth, Sirius was thought by ancient astronomers to add to or increase the heat that the sun produced. In the northern hemisphere, the official time frame for all this is July 3 - August 11.
So... the dog days of summer are officially past, but it still feels miserably hot and humid - I'm assuming throughout most of the US, at least. I know you folks in the southwest and west experience plenty of heat, but I imagine you chuckle at us mid-westerners, (and I expect mid- and south-easterners) who complain about wilting when the humidity coincides with pretty much anything above 80 degrees.
Cicadas are riotous (day and evening), so much so they almost drown out my ever present tinnitus - that sounds remarkably like cicadas on a still summer evening. I find their translucent exoskeletons scattered throughout the garden plants. It's a little unsettling to push the leaves aside as I hunt for green beans and be greeted by the dried up shape of fat cicadas. I don't know how many times I've reached for one thinking it's a dried leaf that needs to be plucked only to realize at the last minute it's cicada skin. Ick.
I wish this was a better picture, but you can perhaps see how in my peripheral vision, I sometimes start to pluck these cicada skins off thinking they're dead leaves.And sweat bees or hoverflies (I cannot tell which they are) have become an ever-present nuisance in recent weeks. Everywhere - even in town. After coming in from the garden, I still twitch and itch imaging I'm feeling them buzzing around or crawling on me.
Heat and humidity and insects aside, it has been a good summer for us. More on that in another post. Still experiencing wonky internet service, I am going to try to catch up with my fellow bloggers while the signals are flowing.
Sunday, August 3, 2025
Practicing Making Manx Squares....
I have no idea what to do with it. When I first set out to make a larger square, I though maybe I'd make a blanket of them. But about half-way through, I began to have serious doubts I had it in me to hand-sew a whole blanket of Manx squares. At a minimum, I'd need to make twenty squares, and that would only make something the size of a throw, not an actual blanket.
Sunday, July 27, 2025
Manx Quilt Square...
Normally a Manx square is not made with batting of any sort, but not sure if I'd make more than one, I decided to make this as a hot pad, so I pieced together some leftover batting (of my late MIL's) and set to work.
I could tell it was happening by the second round of strips, but I didn't know just how badly it wonked until I was finished. Fortunately, I started with a larger-than-needed backing fabric, so I could trim it more or less square (if not on grain).
And still with enough backing fabric left, I was able to fold forward the backing and create a binding for the square. For ease and precision, I machine-stitched the binding.
It's actually not completely square, but you can't tell from the picture, and I doubt you'd notice it right off if you were looking directly at it. I have to admit, even though it isn't perfect, I am pretty pleased with my first hand-stitched, (except for the binding) Manx square.
With the square finished, but not being sure how those pleats would come through machine laundering, I washed and dried it with jeans, thinking that would provide plenty of agitation, and opportunity for the pleats to get messed up.
Time will tell how many more I'll make. A wall-hanging's worth? A blanket's worth? We'll see. And when I start joining them, I'll be back to show pictures of that.