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I am a mother of eight and grandmother of four who loves to make and create. Rosemary Hill is the name of our home where we live, work, learn and create together
Showing posts with label Kaffee Fassette fabric. Show all posts
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Monday, 11 June 2007

All sorts of fabricy goodness

I love public holidays. This morning (I mean of course the three or four hours after I got up - which wasn't necessarily, technically, morning. Mmm..... sleeping in!) I spent some time on the net looking at websites I hadn't visited before. I don't get much time to do that and I had a lovely time! There are sooo many beautiful blogs out there! Murray sat with me for about half an hour and was thrilled by all the gorgeous fabric we saw. So I was inspired to show you some of the fabric I bought recently. The fabrics above were a result of my last patchwork apple visit. I had loved the "trees" for ages and when I got there they were gone! I almost cried, but before I did I talked to Jane who said they were out the back. So I managed to get some. When I called them "trees" Jane had no idea which fabric I meant. Once we had it worked out she said that she had always thought of it as polyanthus fabric. Probably that is what it is, but it had never occurred to me!
George has been away this weekend with Katie at a basketball carnival. His side of the bed has been covered with fun things to do! I love to knit in bed and this weekend I knitted this pile of fabric.
It's actually a scarf for Murray. I used Feathers and Powder Puff together with 8mm needles. It's just garter stitch. I am not really a knitter, but I still love to knit! It's such a comforting, cold weather thing to do for me. I think it's something to do with my childhood. Cold, wet, rainy days spent in the lounge room with the heater on and some kind of sport on television. My Dad calling to the umpires and my Mum knitting. It's interesting that when it's cold, wet, and rainy I have an urge to knit, but no urge to watch sport! My mother would knit something for each of us each winter. She's a knitter! I have children who are knitters, but I somehow missed out.