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  • Book update

    IMG_0470 True evidence of spring is not just in the flowers, the budding leaves on the trees, the lovely smell of wet dirt after a long winter, but in the appearance of the first spring produce.

    The first leaves of mache are up as well as sorrel and ramps.  We picked up our first local ramps of the season at the market on Friday.  We also enjoyed our first soft-shell crabs although there are no pictures of those.

    Otherwise I am reveling in being able to do things and catch up with things that have been left languishing.  I am also truly enjoying having the time and attention to read.

    I finished Fallen Founder for the second time and truly enjoyed it this time around.  I think I enjoyed it the first time but I also think that I was too frazzled and concerned with other things and did not really pay attention.  I know there were several other books at that time that I picked up and just never finished, not because I wasn't interested in them, but because  I had little focus.

    I recognize that I do not have the mind-set of a scholar, and I am really not interested in reviewing books either, there are so many others who do that better than I.  But I really enjoyed reading this book, it was gripping at times, and interesting to read and I think it was a fairly fair portrait of Aaron Burr.   It was quite fascinating to read about Burr and his interactions with the other founding fathers of our country and to see think about them not just as these great men, but as people with their own foibles and follies just like us.  Politics was no different then than now, or as Nancy Isenberg says on page 311, "Partisan politics were deeply personal — and often irrational".  I suppose longing for more reasonable intercourse between politicians is merely a pipe-dream.

    I am currently reading two books that capitalize on current political and economic realities and they are both fun, interesting reads.  I downloaded The House of Dimon to my Kindle right after reading a review of it and I am truly enjoying it.  Patricia Crisafulli's writing is a bit breathless, but I suppose that is fitting for the financial turmoil and times with which she concerns herself in this book.  I am also finding that the Kindle a rather compelling way to read.  I like that I can have several books and it marks my place; it is the perfect size to carry around, you can put it down without worrying about loosing your place, and I can set the type size to be perfect for just about any situation.  The fact that I got a book I wanted to read instantly didn't hurt either.

    I am also reading The Breakthrough by Gwen Ifill and it is interesting and I am learning things I didn't know and looking at contemporary politics a little bit differently, from a bit of a different vantage point.  Whereas Patricia Crisafulli's book is interesting just because it is about a person who is in the thick of things now, Gwen Ifill's book is more general and leads me to longer periods of reflection.  Gwen Ifill writes like the journalist she is, and her words on the page sound just like she was uttering them on The News Hour or Washington Week.  As I read I can imagine her sitting there and talking to me.  I wonder if she reads the audiobook version of this book.  That would be very interesting.

  • Seduced by Hellebores and random mutterings about the yard

    IMG_0459 Last friday I wandered over to the garden center side of Adams, our local gourmet market/farm stand/nursery and I a large display of hellebores caught my eye.  Now I had been thinking about these shade loving plants for part of the garden, a part of the garden that is unfortunately not anywhere near to ready for planting.  But a mass of them, in various sizes, mostly in bloom, artfully displayed next to the check-out kiosk, was a serious hurdle to overcome and of course, I succumbed.  I only bought 2, and smaller ones at that, thinking that I could put them in one of the stone flower beds near the front door, particularly the smaller one which is is in pretty much total shade.

    Now that bed has always been problematic because it gets very little, if any, direct light and half of the bed is under an overhang  and surrounded by the house on three sides so it only gets rain if it comes in pretty much directly and horizontally from the east, which is rare.

    In the past that bed has been mostly devoted to annuals, namely impatiens, and it has done quite well.  But a couple of years ago, before the health saga began, I had temporarily stuck a few shade perennials in the front of that bed to overwinter when I couldn't get to their permanent location.  And they did quite well.  So now I am hoping to have a mix of perrenials and impatiens there.  But I never really planned that bed, I just stuck a couple of things in willy nilly and they have done well,  so I wasn't really sure what to expect. 

    This is precisely why I prefer to plan my beds, so I am not caught by surprise, so I don't forget and plant something where I have planted something else, and most of all so I know what I am looking for because I am still relatively a novice gardener and I don't recognize most things unless I know what I am looking for.  

    IMG_0449 In short, I thought there was more room in that front flower bed than there actually may be.

    This is that poor, sad little bed, with the three plants I knew were there, front front to back, a bergenia, a brunnera, and a daylilly.  the far corner where the daylilly resides is the only corner that gets sun and it is also the driest part of the bed, with more rock and sand, somehow a place that the small daylilly has decided is just perfect.

    But wait there is something else. First of all, although you can only barely see it here, there is a small pink plant stake in front of the brunnera indicating that a fern is planted in that space.  The ferns haven't stuck their heads up yet, so I don't yet know if that is going to actually materialize, but there will probably not be enough room for the hellebore there, especially considering there is another little plant poking its head ups as well.  

    IMG_0450 A small yellow and green leafed plant is coming up, just beyond the bergenia, a plant I can't identify.

    I don't know if it is actually a desirable plant or just a weed, although I tend to doubt it is a weed because I just don't get weeds in this bed.  In fact the only cleaning out I had to do was pulling up a bit of vinca that had crept up, over, and through the rocks, and a little bit of moss and leaves.    That doesn't mean there can't be a weed, but I think I can count the number of weeds I have pulled out of this bed on one hand and I have been cleaning it out for over 20 years.  

    But what is it?  If you know you can let me know.  I will ask at knitting on Thursday as well as there are some much better gardeners than I.

    Anyway, it is looking like there is not much room for a hellebore here, and if I add any more perennials to this bed, I should probably duplicate something that is already here, I really hate having just one of something, unless it is a really big something that is.

    So I plopped the hellebores in the planters by the front door, where they can happily reside for another month before they need to be relocated so I can put the summer flowers in.  In the meantime I have two ideas for places they could go, one planting bed that has been in the plans for a couple of years, and another, one of several actually, on the north side of the house in the areas that need work after the building of the new deck.

    I was thinking about one of these areas today as I was staining more of the siding around the deck. There is a small area between the stairs up to the deck and the lattice covering the underside of the deck.  It is a small area and I could easily frame it in and I need to plant something there to keep it looking neat and to keep the weeds out but it is an area that will get very little direct sun, so I need plants that don't need a lot of maintenance as that bed will be fairly difficult to get into once it is planted, except for watering of course.  The area I am thinking about is kind of hidden in the middle of this picture, between the railing and the lattice work below the deck.  This picture was taken before today's staining.  The T1-11 wall at the top of the stairs is now stained, with a thick oil-based semi-solid stain and I am now working inside the deck walls.  When I get all the T1-11 siding stained I will come back with primer and paint and paint the risers, rails, and vertical pieces, all smooth cedar, which will hold up much better with paint rather stain, but paint doesn't adhere well to the rough-sided stuff, which also happens to match the house.

    As you can see, there is a lot of opportunity for landscaping work here.

    IMG_0456 I have time to think about it a bit before I get started.  Right now it is pleasantly cool and dry so I must continue working on the staining and painting.  It is a time consuming project and a bit of an expensive lesson in terms of the contractor not doing it, although I think at the time the contractor just wanted out of the job because he had already probably spent more than the contract due to innumerable mistakes on the part of his various crews and various changes of subcontractors.  It is tru
    e that the contract did not specify painting the cedar, siding, and lattice but it did say built according to the plans which did specify painting.  I agreed to accept the earlier plan though, which did not say the word paint on it, because the earlier plan showed the entire deck and included another 25 foot of deck which was on the original proposal and was not on the second plan, which was really only the detail of the more complicated portion of the deck.

    I made the decision.  I accept the job.  I grumble to myself but I do enjoy sitting out in the nice spring air and painting.  I am sure I will have to replace some things sooner than I would have if I had stained and painted a year and a half ago, or even a year ago, but I made that choice as well.  

    I was also noticing today that the section of siding at the top of the stairs is the thinner fir T1-11, not the thicker fir that I insisted on, and had to special order, that was used for the bulk of the job.  I think that by the time that was done we were on the third carpenter, and I was preoccupied with other things, so it just got by me.  It is already starting to warp, of course made worse by the fact that I hadn't stained it yet, but the other siding, the thicker T1-11, looks much better. Life is filled with learning experiences.

    I still think wood is easier to come by than good husbands.
  • Marfy once again.

    I found myself in the sewing room yesterday with an hour to spare and the inspiration to go back to the Marfy coat.

    As you might recall, I had altered the pattern and made new pattern pieces before I went away, almost a month ago.  I should have known better than to start a project just before leaving, the interruption also scatters my concentration and motivation, and it seems harder to pick up something that was started before than it is to just begin something new.

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    So yesterday I marked the new pieces on the muslin and cut them out.  I had a lot of fun doing so.  I actually do love the process of laying out and marking and cutting.  Of course since this was muslin I just used markers and dressmakers carbon, but it was still fun.

    I only cut 5/8" seams, especially around the large sleeve opening because the wider 1 inch seams I used on the first muslin were really too unwieldy.  I may or may not regret this.

    Then, much to my glee, I found that I had made a mistake when I looked at the clock and I actually had another hour.  The fronts and back have been sewed together and I started to work on the sleeves, but realized I needed a little more time to lay the pieces out and think about front and back and what was what.  I am glad I did.  

    All I did today was lay out the pieces.  I didn't even pin them, but I am happy to leave them there on the cutting table waiting for my next bit of time.  It may be tomorrow.  

    In the meantime I pulled out three or four pieces of fabric I will use for some desperately needed spring clothes.  I still have to gather together linings, zippers and other notions, but I shall use these simple little bits of nearly instant gratification as rewards for completing the steps of my coat.

  • Progress and setbacks in the garden

    It is a good thing that I restrained myself from ordering seeds and plants from the plethora of garden catalogs that flooded my mailbox in the depths of winter.

    The vegetable garden is so overgrown with weeds, wild raspberries, and sumac trees that preparing any section of it for planting is tantamount to starting from scratch.  I might as well just rebuild the garden as I go which means no planting this year.

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    I did however get the Iris  bed completely cleaned out and am now working on another.  As you can see not much else is happening in the yard yet; it is still cold and early spring and my gardening efforts are still isolated bits as opposed to a real "garden".  I am just happy that this much has survived after all my neglect of the last few years.  After all the work I put into this bed I would have hated to have lost most of it.

    I was particularly proud over the weekend that I managed to pull up several young sumac saplings with most of their root systems, which was quite a job.  I was pulling the roots out from under Irises, which luckily are shallow rooted, and the sedum (which are not so shallow rooted).  This meant I was carefully lifting the soil around the desirable plants, uprooting the tree roots, and replanting the perennials in their places.   There are a few plants I need to add to that bed; for example I know I lost several oriental poppies a few years ago and only about half of the originals remain.  I think I also need to replace an aster or two, but the asters aren't coming up yet so I might have to wait and see.  That's one of the beauties of the asters, they grow up and cover the leaves of the poppy just as the poppy is beginning to look unsightly.  I am also going to put in some sedum in a place that was supposed to be chrysanthemums.  I have never been able to keep the mums alive.  Something always eats them — I don't know if it is deer or rabbits or the blessed woodchucks but they were absent last year so I don't expect to see them this year either.  

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    This bed, next to the house is my next clean-out project.  There are a few hyacinths blooming and you can see that the iris are coming up lushly.  This worried me as they had sent up a late bloom in December when frost killed them.  I am glad that they survived well.

    But I am not working on it now as I inadvertently stepped in a woodchuck hole and sprained my ankle while I was working in the garden on Sunday.  This really annoys me as I know perfectly well the hole is there.  I need to work on getting rid of those woodchucks, I really do.  I didn't notice the ankle at first, and after I stepped in the hole I pulled up the sumac trees, loosing my balance once and falling and probably twisting the same ankle again.  Now I have a bit of a sprain and need to stay off the ankle.  I suppose it is good that it is cold again this week and supposed to rain (or snow) every day.

    I had also hoped to put in a front walk this year but the reality is that the money is just not going to be there to get it done this summer.  I didn't anticipate the reduction in income that came with the disruption of the financial markets; not that things are that tight, but saving up for bigger extras will take longer.  I half considered doing it myself, but there is that old problem of digging up clay and roots and laying a proper base, all things that weren't done with the first walk that was put in when the house was built.  Clay and slate and frost do not make for a level front walk.  But really I only thought of that because I need to dig and replant a good half of the front "yard" and it really would be better to do it after the walk goes in so the "men in boots" don't trample my plantings.  

    But really, it can probably all wait another year.  I've had a brown, overgrown, and unsightly front yard flanking a goat path for a front walk for several years now, what's one more?
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    I think I need to start a journal with plans and aspirations for all the planting I hope to do someday in my dream life.  I read Fine Gardening and get ideas and I look at the plant catalogs and get more ideas, and then I forget what I planned and start lusting after something new.  The reality is that it will take me long enough to get the bed made that I will have forgotten what I planned to do by the time the reality of planting gets here.  So instead of a garden journal I need a garden dreams journal.

    I am still going to plant sprouting broccoli.  I will get that bed finished this year since it is in the front yard (and not next to the walkway).  And who knows I might stick a little bit of rainbow chard in the flower beds too.  I like the flavor of the white chard better, but the rainbow chard looks prettier.  Maybe both?

    Here is a lone scilla siberica that is hiding under a rock.  I had mentioned to materfamilias that I thought all my scilla had been trampled by workmen as there were once hundreds and now there seemed to be none. Then today I saw this lonely little flower and it brought a smile to my face.

  • Q and A

    Belette, whose posts I look forward to with eager anticipation, has tagged me with a bit of a Q and A.  Since I am bad at responding to things becaue I tend to obsess about them so long and get all caught up in the windy process of my thoughts that I forget what started the whole process in the first place, I shall respond forthwith.

    (If you can follow that sentence you really deserve an award.)

    Here are the guidelines:

    1. Respond and rework.  Answer the questions on your blog, replace one question you dislike with a question of your own invention; add a question of your own.

    2.  Tag eight other un-tagged people.

    What is your current obsesssion?   Really?  only one?  Obviously you don't know me well.  Flowers and plants for the garden I hope to have someday. Farm-fresh free-range eggs.  Good Coffee.  Figuring out how to make a perfect pizza crust (gluten-free). Music. Fashion.  Style. (though you might not know that to look at me).

    Good fika place? (That would be coffee to us non-Swedes) Applie Pie Bakery Cafe at the CIA (Culinary Institute of America).

    Do you nap a lot? Not really.  But I would like to nap more.  I used to always say I wasn't a morning person or an evening person but a nap person.  Ideally I like to get up early, stay up late, and take a snooze in the late afternoon.  Unfortunately life rarely seems to work that way.

    Who was the last person you hugged?  My husband.

    What's for dinner?  Sauteed chicken breasts with morels and asparagus.  

    What was the last thing you bought?  Really?  A hearing aide for G. 

    What are you listening to right now? Silence; a precious commodity I am beginning to appreciate more and more.

    What is your favorite weather?  Crisp fall days which are a little brisk in the morning and then warm up a bit during the day, into the upper 50's or 60's and the leaves a symphony of color.  The house scented with pumpkin and apple pies and warm crackly fires at night.

    What is on your bedside table?  An alarm clock; a flashlight, a photo of me and G; a photo of my paternal grandmother (for whom I am named) sitting under a tree, her eyes hidden by a hat;  a small watercolor by G's friend Priscilla;  A small silver box in which I store my rings when I go to bed; The Gentle Art of Domesticity, by Jane Brocket (and yes I have the English edition not the American one); my Kindle.

    Say something to the person/s who tagged you.  You are smart and funny and there have been times when your words are what have gotten me through my days.  

    If you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere in the world, where would you want it to be? Geesh, what an impossible question, but one I actually thought about some last year when things were rather dark around here (nothing like fantasizing about another life when things are bleak).  Paris, Madrid, New York, or San Francisco, each for different reasons.  If there is a city that is the perfect combination of the four, please let me know.

    Favorite Vacation Spot? A city I can walk around in.  See above for starters.

    Name the Things you would rather not live without. Well I reworded this very slightly as I really can live without most things but not necessarily people(and have tested that on occasion). perfume, sunscreen, mac book, notebooks, good chocolate, good coffee, red wine.  I know its out of fashion but I'd terribly miss a good steak as well.

    What would you like to have in your hands right now?  a double espresso.

    What is your favorite tea flavor?  Earl Grey or, in a pinch, English Breakfast.

    What would you like to get rid of? Guilt and doubt. Clutter and things that are not absolutely necessary or beautiful.

    If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go?  The Rothko Chapel.

    What did you want to become as a child?  An actor, an astronaut, a writer, a Renaissance woman.

    What do you miss?  My father's stories. Bourbon.  I have a lovely bottle of Basil Haydn if anyone wants it. 

    What are you reading right now?  Blogs, Fallen Founder, The Collected Poems of Christopher Middleton, The Gentle Art of Domesticity, The Boleyn Inheritance, The Wall Street Journal, The Financial Times, The New York Times. No wonder I feel like I never get anything done.

    What's your favorite brand of jeans? Why can't I find an easy answer to anything?  I'm not particularly loyal to any one brand but my three current fave's are by: Joe's Jeans, Wörn Jeans, and Banana Republic.

    What designer piece of clothing would you most like to own (new or vintage)?  Something by Ralph Rucci.

    Form or Function?  form.

    Now I'll tag  < a href="http://sewintriguing.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Liana, Mater, NancyKaren, Marji, Grace,  and Gina, even though I know a few of you don't do memes.  Your choice
  • More Garden Photos

    I am really captivated by the soft spring weather, by the colors of the lovely flowers even though they are limited, for the most part to the crocuses still.  

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    I am slowly cleaning out the flower beds, happy to find bits of green poking up here and there, promises of future bloom and encouragement after a couple of years of neglect.

    There are always those little unexpected surprises.  The crocuses, which were planted on one side of the front walk, beneath the cotoneaster which is in desperate need of prunning, trimming, and outright ripping out, have started a new colony on the other side of the front walk where they are nestled protectively among the pachysandra.  

    Are these the remnants of some squirrels cache?
    I knew crocus colonies would grow but I didn't know that they emigrated as well.  These are the kind of happy accidents that make gardening such a joy.

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    Speaking of joys, there have been scattered appearances of species crocus in the Iris bed as I have cleaned it out and I have been very careful to preserve their delicate leaves and blossoms.  

    I planted these years ago, before I rebuilt this bed and they never really bloomed much.  I think the tiny bulbs got washed away with the tons of soil that washed from the neighbors yard across our yard and driveway and down the slope toward the neighbor on the other side.  Of course when I built the new Iris bed with the french drain behind it and down the center, I did save the old soil and added it back in to the amended flower bed soil.  So I am not surprised that a few bulbs survived.  

    I see occasional scattered crocus flowers on the edges of the woods, probably were bulbs have been flung with weeds and grass from previous clearings etc.  G noted today that he always thought the narrow striped leaves were a form of grass.  So I think he has been sending out little starter crocus colonies all around the property and it is a thrill to seem them blooming here and there.  

    I like to think that those little bulbs will someday form their own little colonies, like the little colony I found today down the slope below the drain pipe that funnels the water that runs across the driveway down the hill.
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    I was on that end of the house grilling some burgers for lunch and I looked out and saw masses of purple flowers glowing on the sunshine down the slope.  It gladdened my heart to see them there in an area that is really otherwise just a patch of woods.

    When I looked down the slope beyond them I also saw some tulip leaves pushing their way up through the soil and piles of leaves and twigs.  I suppose the heavier tulip bulbs fell further down the slope.  

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    The tulips are not a total surprise.  I usually pull the bulbs up at the end of the season as my soil is not deep enough to produce strong perennial blooms, so there are always a few odd tulip bulbs around the edge of the woods, another example of nature soldiering on.  

    You can't really tell these are on a slope.  I had to practically lie on the ground to get them and use a zoom as well, another things that alters the perception of distance, slope, and space.  In reality the tulips are about 10 feet below the crocuses you see in the lower right of the photo. Lots of leaves and junk.  This is a part of the yard that basically slopes down to the neighbors.  It is my property but it is primarily steep woodland and best left alone.  It makes me very happy this morning to see these little outcroppings.

    I will look forward to seeing the resulting flowers, whatever variety they may be.

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    And last of all the early daffodils are finally showing the colors.   The daffodils on the hill, left by the previous owners are always the first to bloom, right around April 1.  They are right on time.

    These are on one side of a large rock outcropping marking the base of the small ledge on which the house is built.  I have long meant to rip out most of that area, which was once planted with various flowers but is now mostly weeds except for these few daffodils.  I would save the daffodils of course, perhaps adding some more.  Some day I will get to this as well.  But this area is fine by itself right now, and I have lots of landscaping that needs to be done around the new deck which also requires lots of digging and leveling and terracing and amending of the soil before I can even begin planting.  But I like to look around while I am in the garden and think about what it might be "someday".  It is fun to dream and plan, and it is fun to work to turn dreams into reality.  I just have to remember not to become a slave to some dreams at the expense of others.

  • Seduced by Spring

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    I seem to be suffering from sewing ADD as a friend put it so aptly a few days ago.  Every day I intend to sew.  Every day I am seduced by the garden, or by other things that I feel I should be doing.  I haven't yet accepted that if I put things off for a year or two already, another day or two or three won't really matter.

    And yet I really do want to sew and I am thinking about the beautiful colors of all the fabrics that are waiting for my attention.  

    But the spring days are so lovely, and I am not doing the hard work yet, just weeding, and cleaning out beds, and contemplating the future.  I go out in the yard and the world seems filled with peace and possibilities; I forget to come back inside.  I will be chased indoors soon enough.  

    I just want you to know I am around. 

    The new Marfy patterns arrived.  I've been meaning to file them for 3 days.  I might do it tonight.  I have some new fabric too, and loads of new ideas.  You will be hearing from me again.
  • Rainy Day Post

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    Rain, Rain, Rain.

    That seems to be the pattern so far this spring, a day of rain followed by a day of full or partial sunshine followed by more rain.  In one sense this is nice as it gives my poor achy muscles time to recuperate from their time in the yard.  

    In another sense it is annoying.  I would like to paint the deck during the cool spring weather but I need more than one clear day. 

    But still, spring is progressing and the weather, when it is not raining, is delightful.  I love being out working in the yard even if I pay for it in the evenings.  It seems that the consequences of not letting the yard go wild for two full seasons following two seasons of only partial work due to workmen, has taken a toll on more than just my flower beds and landscaping.  My body is also feeling the pain of being whipped back into shape. At 50 it is not as easy as it once was.

    It appears that I was wise not to get to ambitious with plans for the vegetable garden because facing that mass of weeds, shrubs and trees that have taken over that spot makes me feel something like a very small David attempting to slay Goliath, except that in my case a simple sling-shot will not do the job.  The peas aren't in yet.  With luck and good weather they may be my next weekend.  And so much work is needed that I am practically starting from scratch all over again.  The thought that I could use the existing garden beds without much work was really just fantasy.  There is too much work involved, and I need, for my own peace of mind, to have pretty things in front of the house to greet me every day. Repair and replanting the front beds will take first priority.

    I had a lovely day cleaning out flower beds, seeing what has survived (so far) and removing a few weeds who were hoping to get an early start.  There is also a colony of Sumac seedlings, now really strapping adolescents to deal with.  It amazes me how the Sumac always decides to come up right in the little gaps in the middle of a iris rhizome, so that it is somewhat tricky for me to extricate the invader without damaging or relocating the desirable bulb.  

    Today however it is raining and we have spent some time inside with books.

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    I picked up the book of poetry I had been reading a while back, but had abandoned due to lack of concentration, the Collected Poems, by Christopher Middleton and was happy to sit and read, contemplating the poems, while looking out at the rain and fog.  I continue to find some the references to German literature and authors incomprehensible, but that is due to my own ignorance.  I am still reading the fairly early poems, and I still find some obscure and forced. But I am getting more of a feel for the irony and wry humor of many of the poems, of the rather philosophical bent, and the occasional bits of pure beauty. 

    Above  is the view from the living room sofa.  The large barge spent the night and had just finished turning around, probably to accommodate the change in tides.  The tug is hidden now at the far right hand side of the photo, just beyond the corner of the house.

    These rainy days are good for me in that they remind me to slow down and enjoy life.  They remind me of the pleasures of whiling away the day in the company of my husband.  They remind me not to get carried away with my plans and visions of what could be and what I might accomplish.  Plans and visions are all good, but it is too easy to get wrapped up in the doing and forget to take time just for the living.

    I also went to the gym today and finished my short book by Haruki Murakami, What I Talk About When I Talk About Running,  which I really enjoyed.  I actually think Murakami helped me hook back into my enjoyment of the monotony of my exercise regime.  I started a new book as well, I was very near the end, another historical fiction:  The Boleyn Inheritance. Really, I am always a sucker for books set in or about Tudor and Elizabethan England.  It should see me through many a happy mile.
  • Yes Ma, I can finish something.

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    The #1 sewing assistant is taking a break on a stack of jeans waiting to be ironed.  Notice the muslin  and pattern pieces around him.  

    He tells me that keeping track of my project inventory (by lying on it usually) is hard work.

    I've been fiddling with the muslin.  Fiddling is the most apt description because I have just been busy with other things and haven't given it enough attention. Not a problem really, just the way things are right now.

    Nonetheless yesterday I just wanted to finish something, anything, I just didn't want to spend my sewing time fiddling around with more adjustments.  I wanted results.  I wanted something I could wear today.

    And I got results.

    And I am wearing the results of my labors today.    

    I considered tracing off a top from a recent Burda, but that was extra time.  And then I remembered that huge drawer with all the UFOs in it.  And I remembered that simple bias slip that I wrote about how many months ago.  

    Well I never made it.  I cut it out.  And then I shoved it in with all the other UFOs because I was tired and I wanted to do a really nice job.  

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    Last night I was tired.  And I had a glass of wine with dinner.  I really enjoyed that glass of wine.  And perhaps the hem on my new slip is not as perfect as it would have been had I started earlier in the day and not had that glass of wine first, but it doesn't matter.

    But it is done and it is nice enough.  I sewed French seams at the sides even though that may not have been absolutely necessary.  The center of the skirt is on the bias, the side seams are neither true bias nor straight of grain, but bemberg rayon ravels and I want to be able to throw this in the washer and dryer without having to think about it.  This way I can do that without worry about it raveling.

    Pardon the wrinkles.  Although I finished the skirt my photography skills were obviously not up to par last night because the photos I thought I took did not turn out even as well as this.  So I had to take the slip off to photograph it and I did not press it first.  It is just a slip, bias, two pieces.  Simple.

    The whole thing took me about an hour, even after the wine.  The closure is simple, two hooks and eyes at one side seam.  I think I will wear it a lot, after all it goes with one of my favorite skirts.  And I like it so much that I will save the pattern because I am sure to need another slip sooner or later.  I tend to line skirts I make but I do buy skirts occasionally and they might need a nice bias slip.
  • If I could choose anything….

    There was a period when I was a young girl when I would love to look through catalogs and fashion magazines and imagine the lives of the people who would wear the clothes I saw.  Since there was little possibility of my affording or having the opportunity to wear most of these things it was also fun to imagine the life I might have if I could have or wear anything I liked in these catalogs, it was a kind of a way of dreaming of the possibilities, and perhaps the beginnings of my love of clothes.

    To some extent that habit is still with me as I still love to look through fashion magazines and flip through the pages of clothing catalogs.  I still cut out pictures, and I tend to past them together on pages that I store in notebooks.  I still have all these collage pages of style that I have colleccted since my mid-twenties and although there are some things I would not wear today, I am mostly surprised at the consistency of my taste.  Whenever I feel confused, or a little lost in life, looking through these books calms me and makes me think of what is important….

    and no, the clothes themselves are not important, that is not what I mean at all…

    But looking at them puts me in touch with those parts of myself that never change.  It is good to be reminded.

    When we came back from our trip to Tennessee there was a big bucket of mail waiting for us and in it were lots of catalogs.  I enjoyed looking through them and pulling out pages, and I spent another evening putting those pictures together into an imaginary "if I could buy everything I really liked what would it be" kind of scenario.

    There were several pages of pictures I pulled, but actually very little that I would buy as is.  Some things, yes, I love for themselves, but the length was wrong, or the color was wrong, or something.  That is why I sew, not because I have ever wanted to sew all my own clothes, but because sometimes I want things I just can't find, and I want them just the way I want them.IMG_0395

    I found more things I liked from the moderately priced catalogs and some of these things I could buy as is, and there are a few things I may buy, but at the moment that is not really my inclination.  I just like looking at the pictures.

    I considered posting this over on my sewing blog, but I am not sure that I am really going to sew clothing inspired by all these garments and I have trouble fitting my musings about clothing and style when I am not sewing on a blog ostensibly about sewing.  

    I suppose I am constrained by the name and the idea, even though I am the one that named my blogs.  

    So this blog, which is really just about my mental peregrinations seems just perfect for my sartorial thoughts as well. As usual, my ideas and content seems to evolve.  And so, although I originally intended to write only about "more serious" topics here, my life and my thoughts are not only serious, and seem to be more often frivolous.  It seems I am ready to admit to all the nonsense and just move on.

    The three skirts shown at the right are all just lovely and I could happily wear any of them.  The two pleated skirts, which are both from Anthropologie, are two short or they would be winging their way to me as I write this.  
    The other skirt, the one with the appliqued circles is cute, but is the idea that appeals, more than the actuality of that particular skirt

    Do you ever like the idea of something more than you like the actual example that is in front of you?

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    The other garments on the sheet above are more of inspiration pieces for ideas that float around in my head, the shape is nice.  I look at the tee and remember that I want to put chiffon trim on some tees.  The dress is the kind of thing I love every summer and it reminds me to play with pretty fabrics and have fun.  The brown tunic is fabulous, but once again too short.

    Some of the garments are, once again, things I don't really like in and of themselves but love for the ideas they give me.

    The cardigan on the page to left is very appealing.  I still might order that if I remember to do it before it sells out.  I have a bad habit of putting things in a cart and then sitting on them and contemplating them until they have been whisked away by more intrepid shoppers.  The blouse with the eyelet lace front panel s really lovely too and I want it, I see myself sipping some lovely beverage in a cafe wearing that blouse, but it also inspires me and makes me think of other things.    

    The other pictures represent ideas more than garments I actually lust after.  I like the layering, I like the long tunic but not the colors, I love the embroidered peasant blouse but I would love it in layers of silk and I have no intention of doing the embroidery right now.    I love the idea of a traditional peasant embroidery on a delicate silk worn with a very tailored, almost mannish pair of pants.  Someday that perfect interpretation of a peasant blouse might appear in my life.

    All of these clothes would fit into my lifestyle.

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    But what about the designer clothes from the fancier catalogs?  There was a big book from Bergdorf Goodman, but there were only two things I really liked.  The suit by Armani with the pleated front is gorgeous but not my color and definitely not needed.  The very sleek, modern, color blocked dress could probably is fabulous and might be something I would actually try to make someday.

    I cut out the picture of the little top on a whim.  I like the idea of making something with a knit layer underneath and a draped chiffon layer over it, although I would never wear that top as shown probably mostly because I would never have the sun-bronzed body that would show it off.

    My fantasy shopper had more luck with Neiman Marcus.

    Again there are several things by Armani:  a suit I don't need, and a lovely striped jacket with the drawstring at the neckline, but again it is too pale for me.  The ideas are fabulous.  Everything else is just inspiration.  

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    Don't you think a little cardigan with the big scalloped edges would be fabulous over chinos or jeans?  The closures are fabulous but they look heavy compared to the garment, or at least my vision of the garment.  And the wonderful coat in the bottom corner would be fabulous without the appliqued flowers and frills.    I suppose I like my flowers in simpler garments like the lovely little chiffon blouse.

    The seaming and the piping on the jeans really appeals but I could never wear jeans that narrow. But the piping draws the eye down.  The same effect would enhance a wider trouser leg as well.

    These clothes all appeal to the long leggy person I would like to be.  That doesn't mean I can't put together clothes that help approach that illusion.  I suppose it is the reminder of the desired illusion that I am after. 

    Once upon a time these were the kinds of clothes I would covet.  But they aren't really very useful for going to the farmer's market or the butcher shop, or weeding the garden either. If I ever need a suit again, there is no shortage of inspiration. I suppose I covet the idea of these clothes still, but not necessarily the actuality of them.  And yet the ideas still seem to have potential.

    Can you see the same person in all of these clothes.  I suppose I can.  I can pick find the common thread, or is that I am the common thread? There is room in my dreams and in my life for all versions of me.