Please forgive the cell-phone selfies here. I’ve got several hat projects I want to share, and if I wait until my husband or daughter want to play photographer with my real camera I may never get them recorded.
I fell in love with this hat in the spring catalog KnitPicks sent out. I’ve never ordered a whole project kit before, but I very nearly did this time. I ordered the accent yarn colors just as KnitPicks suggested, but chose bare yarn (Stroll sport in this case) instead of the white they called for. I made a few changes to their pattern. First, I subtracted one repeat from their hat width and cast on my fewer amount because hats are always too big on me. Then I knit (knooked, in my case) the arrow/feather thingy right into the hat instead of completing the hat and then double-knitting it on as they suggest. Then, when I finished the hat I realized it was way too long, so I yanked half of it back out and re-knit the decrease section without a plain knit row between each decrease. I never checked my gauge, so mine may be a bit on the large side, but I think it would have been too long in any case as written. Anyway, I’m glad I went to the trouble of getting the fit right because I really like the hat. Although the pattern is called “arrowhead,” I think it looks like a jaunty feather stuck in an otherwise typical slouchy hat. I love the colors for spring. I wore it out today and got compliments on it.
The change of seasons got me hankering for a new handbag. I saw a Pinterest pin for bags made from vintage linens and it provided the inspiration for my new spring bag. I drew the pattern to be similar to the Pinterest bags but bigger to meet my needs. The main body of the bag is made from 2 vintage tablecloths and an old flour sack towel. The flap is black quilting cotton that I’ve done machine embroidery on in the style I was wanting, and it is lined with a thrift store sheet. The bag is nice and roomy to hold Daphne’s diaper change things and is nice weight because I added fusible fleece to the body and flap. Fusible fleece really is the best for bags, I think. The fabric doesn’t want to pucker like it does with regular heavyweight interfacing, and it is more stable and smooth than just adding a layer of flannel. It would have been nice if I’d had vintage tablecloths that didn’t have white backgrounds because it is going to be hard to keep the bottom of this bag clean, but that is the nature of old finds, right? At least they were already stained anyway, and the only supply I purchased just for this project was the fusible fleece.
I’m happy with the way this turned out. The bag seems like it’s going to be functional, with a nice shape, two interior pockets, and easy magnetic closure. And it’s pretty and springy, vintage and new, all in one. I like seeing it hang on the hook by the door because it puts me in a picnics and flowers frame of mind!
My blog seems to be experiencing a little seasonal slow down lately. The sun is shining, the days are heating up, and I want to be staring out my open windows or watching my toddler figure out the plastic slide in the yard instead of doing cozy crafts (or blogging about them) on the couch. Everything has a season, right? But I do have a couple things to write about today. First, it’s that time of year again when people are thinking about next year’s educational choices. If you want to read about why my family educates our kids at home, it’s all right here in a post I wrote last year. Next, I feel like it’s also sort of seasonal for people to get tired of everything they’ve been up to all year, now that spring break is almost here and the school year is winding down. All the experiences that seemed fresh and crisp in September feels sort of limp and blah now. It’s fine for some things to go by the wayside in spring. Why not spend more time cloud-gazing and less time on everything that feels less important compared to that view? But don’t take down other mommies on your quest for personal happiness, ok? Letting yourself off the hook doesn’t have anything to do with the girl next door, whether she’s one of the Joneses or Martha Stewart. If someone else’s leprechaun trap made you edgy this week, please read this instead of posting a link to an article about how other people overdo it. XO.
My photos today are of a project from earlier this winter that really didn’t turn out all that well though I liked the concept. I made cute boy pants out of brown corduroy and an adorable camper print cotton I bought last year. The pattern, from Sewing for Boys, is one I’ve made before. The problem with the pants is that they are too short. I made the same size I’d made for him last year, erroneously thinking those pants still fit. Oops. Fine in the waist, but a good two inches too short. He’s worn them constantly anyway and they look goofy. I finally hid them so he’d quit wearing them and have plans to turn them into shorts, even though corduroy isn’t exactly what perfect shorts are made of. The shirt is just a plain white tee with a panel of the fabric appliqued on. Again, my problem was with fit. I was apparently careless when I grabbed the shirt from my stash and it’s the wrong size. It’s too big in every direction and he’s never worn it again after the day I gave it to him. Probably he’ll wear it constantly next winter, with pants that clash. Oh well. Sometimes the point is just that my middle kid (and only boy) needs to know I made something just for him, and there you have it.
It still feels like spring is a long way off here in Kentucky. We’re under a foot of snow now, and my cuted-up basement playroom is (big sigh) leaking again. But aside from the basement issue, I might be the only person in Kentucky not complaining about the weather. I like emphatic weather. It feels weird when a winter is just sort of damp and mild. Winter with actual snow and freezing temperatures feels like a very decisive, black check in the “winter” box, so that when spring actually comes it’ll feel more right too. I also just don’t mind the cold and snow. After a decade of living north I’m not afraid of driving in it, and it’s pretty and fun for the kids to play in. I don’t mean I won’t be glad to be skipping outside in flip-flops as soon as that can happen, but I’m willing to be totally present in this snow right now. Warm, beautiful knitted things, a fire in the fireplace, hot tea, and snug wool socks–it’s all good.
I’ve completed a handful of small life-improvement projects while we’ve been holed up inside. One of them is that I took my cheap IKEA dishtowels, which are soft and absorbent and generally a good buy, and put our name on them. It only took a few minutes and was totally unnecessary, but it just makes them feel more nice now. Like I’m a hotel chef instead of dishing up cheese enchiladas to picky kids.
This is a picture of a snow project my kids did. (The little one did not participate in the craft but insisted on being included in the picture.) They cut snowflakes out of freezer paper, then I ironed their favorite snowflakes onto canvas boards, then they covered the boards and snowflakes with a blend of blue paints. When the paint was dry we peeled off the snowflakes. This was a nice project because it turned out equally well for both eight-year-old and five-year-old.
And this is just a cute photo of Daphne experiencing her first snow play. She’s all bundled up and wearing mama-made hat and mittens. She could barely walk with her too-big snow bibs on, but she enjoyed bumbling through the snow and, of course, tasting it!