Rainspotting

We are a country "of droughts and flooding rains", as Dorothea Mackeller's My Country poem says. So while we have had record low rainfall, water restrictions and record high temperatures, last week we had the most rain ever to fall in one day: since records began. The East Coast had 500mm, that's half a metre or 20 inches in one day. The highway below our house was cut by flood water: yes, there's a four lane highway divided by a wide strip of trees and grass under the water.

Highway cut

The water collects above our house, flows through the garage, down the steps, the path to next door and then into the garden and finally the street. Last year The Council removed the lovely garden beds on the nature strips and replaced them with clay coloured granite chips (or something). So this happened:

The cause

And then this:

The mess

Two street sweepers spent an hour trying to clean it up, and then it rained torrentially again and they gave up. I don't blame them, the whatever-it-is stuck to the road.

Ironically, the rain didn't help with the bushfires, in fact the electrical storms started fourteen new fires and there were over eighty still burning this week. The smoke was replaced by mist from the rain.

The dam, which is in the process of having three valves replaced, spilled over and the work had to stop and the road and pad built by the workers was washed away. Oh and it is loud.

Lorelai Gilmore has been fascinated by the insects that have appeared, lots of crickets are chirruping in the early morning and evenings. She likes to investigate and stalk them.

We have had some good news on the Puppy Front: due to an iPhone update the Puppy Man lost our phone number, and we aren't in the book. So he texted from his overseas holiday and then rang from Sydney. He said there will always be a puppy for us. He is not sure if there is a puppy right now, but there are two more litters arriving soon. Peri spent a lot of time standing on the coffee table going "Eek" when Gilly arrived, so it will be interesting to see how much Gilly's nose is out of joint- if at all.

Gilly, what is this

Gilly something is there

When it is not so hot that I feel poorly and Georgette Heyer "decline-y", I have been knitting along with The Solstice Cardi. I have knitted both sleeves and started the body, which is knitted in one piece to the underarm. I am doing Moss stitch instead of Garter. The wool is Cascade Heritage Sock Wool in Pine.

Equinox cardi body started and sleeves

I finished The Colourful Zebra Crossing Cowl for MrsReno's birthday. It was a very enjoyable knit.

The colourful zebra crossing cowl

The X Files Season 10 has started on TV. Oh when the music began and the badges - all signed with the same handwriting- appeared and the weird things happened: I wanted to believe all over again!!

Well, the weather forecast is for hot days and hot nights. Gilly is in and out of the paddle pool and last night she was a big bundle of hotness. I poured water over her and spritzed her belly. We sleep after our walk in the coolest part of the day: such as it is. And Summer can last until well into March. How we long for the cool. I can't operate any kind of technology properly when it is hot: can't type, can't make The Ravelry clicky links, can't set the DVR to record.

I am so whiny and moany in the hot weather, but we live in the very South of The World, and it is meant to be cold. I remember the cold: it was chilly. Maybe it will be chilly one day soon??


Bye, Baby Bunting, Gilly's Gone A-hunting.

Our walks at the dam are being interrupted and curtailed as The Hydro replace three giant valves at the base of the dam wall. We always thought the swooshy curve was an Art Deco feature, turns out it is just higher to accommodate the valves!! Only one valve is working so they have to carve out and build a temporary road on the other side of the Gorge, and amidst the water that flows out the base of the dam.

Dam unbuilding

There are two big blue machines, one is like a giant jack hammer and breaks up the rock, and the other is multi-purpose and builds the road. On the right side, in the centre, you can just see that only one valve works. The dam picnic area is cordoned off with bunting. Gilly does not let that stand in her way. I hasten to add that is is very safe, and I would not let her go anywhere dangerous. The best smells are across the divide, and it is also a good spot to check to see if Rafa is coming: he is!!

Gilly behind the bunting

We went to see if Gilly would like a swim instead of just a dip in the paddle pool. She would not. At all.

Gilly not swimming

I sewed a zippy pencil case for my mum. She, like me, keeps a pen, lip balm, spare keys and other bits and bobs in a little bag and transfers it from handbag to handbag, I especially love the ends of the zip, where it doesn't pull and drag down. It makes me very satisfied.

Mum's zippy handbag thing

I also sewed a zippy chip bag, covered with vinyl, for our Knitting Christmas tonight. Well is is a zippy popcorn bag. Still, I did the same nice zipper ends too.

Zippy chip bag

We shared a delicious selection of dishes at the restaurant and conducted our annual Secret Santa. Onyi has been away on a long holiday and gave us all some special Christmas Easter Eggs from South America. She remembered I can't have chocolate proper, and so mine are white chocolate and all of them are filled with dulce de leche.

Choc gifts

I have signed up for the free Lucy Neatby Sock Knitalong on The Craftsy. I am making the first pair of socks, but not smocked. I did try the pattern, but the wool looks so much better smooth. I have learned a new cast on trick, an easy way to Slip Purl for the heel flap and I am about to learn a new heel turn. Old dog: new tricks!!! My Unsmocked Sock is looking good. When the weather is hot, socks are the only knitted things I can bear to make.

Unsmocked sock decided

It has been hot, not unbearably so, but hot enough. We like to stand under the sprinkler and lie beside the cool breeze coming in the window. It's going to be a high of 34*C and a low of 28*C during the day over the next week. I see A Lot of ice in our future.

Yesterday we had what is most likely our last Morning Tea with The GardyGardeners. I don't know how to tell Gilly that they won't be coming on Wednesdays any more.  She waits impatiently at the gate at 8am, every Wednesday, for a special pat. Things change, life moves on. We're quite sad, but glad The GardyGardeners are moving closer to their son, to a more appropriate house and a much smaller garden. So long, and thanks for all the gardening....... 


Hat's The Name Of The Game

I am a bit chuffed with myself.

Every year I make MrsDrWho an Advent Calendar with 25 gifts. I have a few things on the go, Santas, and a Nativity, but because we are all going to The Star Wars:The Force Awakens in the middle of the night, which feels so wicked and decadent, I decided to knit her a hat- The Force Awakens Hat from The Ravelry. It is a free pattern, but I did not have much hope that I could do it. I am not very good at colour work, intarsia or fairisle, at all. Still, I decided I would give it a go. And lo, I have almost made a what I like to call acceptable hat.

Force be with you awakening

My 'K' needs a little work and the 'S' disappears into the decorative border, and it needs a good wash and press, but I think it is OK!!  I took the picture with my Ipad so it is a little creamier than in real life. But, I can see the words and the ships and the storm trooper. I have just a few more rows to go and I have finished the decreases. Then there are the ends to sew in....... The pattern only calls for two colours at a time, and so I wound off a little ball of the secondary colour to make it easier to work with and I tried to make as many joins as I could at the place where I joined in the round at the start. Not too many considering.

Inside the force

My hamstring is good, but now as part of a Domino Effect I have hurt my medial ligament and my hip. Thank goodness for sensible friends who listen to me moan and then reassure me, in the face of my worries. Although my knee still aches, I can go down the steps in a normal walking fashion instead of each step, one at a time with a rest in between. And I still take Lorelai Gilmore for her walk.

Lorelai Gilmore so looks forward to her walk. She runs and plays with Rafa: here recreating The Creation of Adam with The Walking Man, who we meet on our walks.

Rafa and the walking man

Gilly runs so fast her ears don't know where to be and she blurs in the photo.

Gilly is so fast

In good Labrador diet news, Gilly has gained health and lost 2 kg. It's been an up and down month for her. She has been burying and digging up her special bone again, she's not terribly good at it, and gets dirt up her nose. She snorts and sneezes, but it must be worth it.

Gilly buries her bone again

Peri's Rose has been transplanted into a new pot in a safe part of the garden thanks to The GardyGardeners. It is blooming and beautiful.

Peri's rose

I didn't mean to, and I didn't want to, but I ended up watching part one of Sarah Ferguson's series Hitting Home, about domestic violence. I couldn't watch some of it, it was just too terrible, and the other parts moved me to tears. It is frightening to think that two women a week have been killed by their partners, or ex partners, in Australia this year. Countless others and their children have been injured. I don't really know what to say, it is just awful. I have never smacked any of the dogs, and I don't believe smacking children works either. It is just a big person hurting a small person. I have smacked a child's hand out the way when they put the fork near the plugged in toaster, and I have lifted children out of the way or held them apart when there was a fight in the playground at school. Teachers are not meant to become involved, but you can't stand by as one child hurts another.

I am glad that the new blog design works. It gives me pause every time I look at it, because it is so different!! I just looked back to see my very first blog post ever. It was a Bravenet blog on the 10th September 2004, so I have been blogging for eleven years. I look at my list of blogs in the sidebar and only about 8/38 are still regularly blogging. Times change and people move on. I try to embrace change, although not always successfully. Trying new things is good, and I would never have made such a nice Star Wars hat if I had not mustered up my courage and started knitting.


Oh Mother, Where Art Thou???

Well, I almost went with The Day My Mum Might Have Gone Psycho. It started when my sister rang from The Mainland to say that the Doctors' surgery had rung her to say my mum had missed her appointment. My mum never misses an appointment. No-one could contact her by landline, mobile or email. I knew she was going out with some friends, but I didn't know their numbers, or the new next-door neighbour and my Aunt was on The Mainland too.

So I did what any good daughter would do, I rang the Police and asked for help. I also told them her age. I was more worried about that really. In about half an hour the Police rang back to say that her car was not there and there was no sign of violence at all, and she wasn't lying inside unconscious. So we sat by the phone, ringing and messaging until my mum arrived home at about 3pm.

Turns out her appointment at the doctor was on THURSDAY and she had been on a tour of the Menzies Centre and had not turned her phone back on. Everything was fine, and I am glad the doctors' surgery rang, but very cross they had the wrong day and then sent my mum a letter chiding her for missing her appointment. It took me more than a few days to recover from the day, but I did go into the Police Station in town and thank them very much. I am grateful to live in a place where the Police will look for a person who has been misplaced for just a few hours.

We have also updated all our contact numbers and my mum's new mobile has an alarm and automatically dials for help.

Look, Gilly and Peri: happy girls.

Gilly and Peri Happy girls

Peri's blood test showed two of her liver enzymes are high, and she must have another test in three months. She is sometimes wobbly on her back legs and only goes up the steps if it is really worth it. When Uncle Dutch came, he said she looked at him and he saw her think: "He'll come down the stairs and pat me," and he did and she was right!!

The Whipper-snipper Man came again and made the paving weed free and like new. He also took out lots more weeds.  Gilly can run in great circles from the bottom to the top and up the side and the paddle pool is in service again. Peri is pleased to have the side to sniff new smells.

Back yard

My mum and Aunt came to visit last week. We shopped and ate and I helped mum choose a new mobile and then we shopped and ate a little more. For three days. I had a lovely time and it was so nice to see them both. Plus, my mum wasn't missing, which was a bonus. I felt fairly fine on Friday, but went downhill and on Saturday I didn't wake up till almost 10am and I had to pretend it was Sunday so The Labradors didn't know they had missed their walk. We had a catch up walk on Sunday proper.

Peri had the best day ever when she found a huge bone from a wallaby. It had been stripped clean and was not smelly at all. She ran, in her own fashion, all the way from the gate to the dam, proudly carrying the bone. Neither Rafa nor Gilly could get a look in.

Peri bone 1

Peri Gilly bone

She didn't want to chew it, just carry it. In the end we threw it over the fence before she wanted to bring it home.

Peri bone so happy

I have nothing crafty to show, as although I feel well, what with my mum almost disappearing, the vet visits and then visitors, I feel quite tired. Yesterday I felt a bit better and of course I did too many things. A new book arrived a few weeks ago at the PO at the corner, but there was no card in the letter box. Luckily they know me and sent another card today and I went to pick up my book. Since it was 19*C today, I need to sew a dress. MrsDrWho has suggested I cut out two at once. I think she might be on to something there.

Book

Cadbury have a new kind of chocolate treat. They have been around for a few weeks so I bought some and made MrsDrWho taste them. There is a sweet, and a savoury, chocolate 'biscuit'.

New choc

The sweet version has little Nice biscuits without the sugar, which taste vaguely of Malt'o'milk biscuits. The savoury version is reminiscent of the Lemon Crisp biscuits, which has two sweet biscuits sprinkled with salt and a creamy lemon filling.: obviously with chocolate and not lemon. I am not sure they will catch on, but they are soooo much better than Vegemite Chocolate. That was a mad creative flop!!

Cleo is very apprehensive about the whole thing, but determined to be involved.

New choc biscuits

And now I am going to watch some TV (Hinterland on The Netflix and then on real TV The Chaser's Media Circus. Gruen was back last night after almost two years) and then we are all going to bed. We have new cotton sheets with 250 thread count. They are as smooth as silk and I think I may need some more. The old sheets have a lower thread count and have developed dreadful bobbles. I am throwing them out and there is no way of using them for anything else really.

And there will definitely be Friday Food. I had prepared for last week, but then the sleep over.


Maintain The Range!!!

I have made a slide show. Click the right arrow to start, but I have no idea how to stop!!!

Gilly and Peri, mainly Gilly, are digging a hole. It is a long term project and they are jointly managing it. It started off as a bit of a dip and they put a lot of effort and energy into making it large enough for a Labrador to hide in. The dirt goes out the back and then, often, through the fence. Luckily my NextDoor Neighbours are collecting the nice dirt and using it in their garden. There is a new batch of pine bark to try and alleviate the dirt + water = mud problem that has arisen lately. Peri likes to lie on it. The pine bark must have nice insulating properties.

I have worked out why my dresses have worn out in a rather unusual place: under the bust on the left rib cage, which is a place that experiences very little action let me tell you. My Pear dress has been repaired, and then I noticed my favourite green dress with a circle skirt is developing wear in the same place. Then the other day as I sat in the car and pulled over the seat belt it dawned on me: seat belt wear. Enter the Seatbelt Cover 1.0.

Seat belt cover 1.0

It is made from RowanSpun Tweed, 10ply and various buttons. I used the Seat Belt Snuggles pattern from the old MagKnits. I spurned the bobbles as buttons idea and made sixteen button holes, and sewed on a variety of buttons. Sadly, it is not quite right. It is too wide and the buttons too small for the holes. But the general idea is good and I will ponder upon it.

Our Sewing/Quilting group has started again. We have sewn one block already, but I can't find mine. This week we sewed The Holiday Ribbon block. It was quite easy, and the others were surprised at how well it went together. I am sure they just have better sewing skills now.

Ribbon block

And it wouldn't be a post without a tote bag. I sewed this one for my sister. She has a SharPeri and I have to find some appropriate material, but I made do with a variety of dogs.

Dogs' bag

Malcolm Fraser died this week. I am all about Maintaining The Rage. I think The Dismissal was a misuse of the Governor-General's power and undemocratic. I wasn't sad when Fraser cried when he lost the election in 1983. But now I am ambivalent. He came to stand for things that I believe in too. Can a leopard change its spots?? I don't know, but I think Fraser was more of a statesman after he left office. Or maybe I have mellowed over time. Still, I do Maintain The Rage.

I like to think that's three: Malcolm Fraser, Terry Pratchett and Leonard Nimoy. No more dying for a while please PTB.

Peri and Gilly had THREE walks today: one by themselves, a shorter one with Sandy who was walking down to the gate at the dam as we left, and then an even shorter walk with Rafa who came as Sandy left. We were all very tired and had a very long sleep till the afternoon. I am trying to stay awake so I can sleep tonight, but The Labradors never need to budget their sleep time. They could sleep for Britain!!! Gilly is lying on the couch, gently snoring. Well maybe not so gently!!!

Peri and Gilly cute as buttons

 

 

 


GreenHouse Of Cards

Regardless of my care and attention, I fear the greenhouse teeters on the edge of collapse. It has made progress: basil and coriander have poked their little heads up and the watercress is going great guns. Gilly and I sampled a little and it is deliciously peppery.

Greenhouse progress

It rained quite heavily this morning, for just long enough that The GardyGardeners went home after ten minutes and there was No Morning Tea. Peri and Gilly were sad. Gilly was so sad that she sat on The Ottoman at the window and/or looked longingly through the fence for an hour or so. Peri is used to life's disappointments. Gilly is more Oliver Twisty: please may I have some more?? She is just as cute as a button and I cuddle her and squeeze her tight. She asks with her paw so beautifully.

Gilly asks with her paw

Peri is more independent, though not averse to a good tummy rub. When we walk down the hill she is allowed off the lead. She walks more comfortably at her own pace and is relatively trustworthy.

Run Peri Run

I was lucky enough to visit The Dutches on Monday and see Toddler Zoe and her mum. Toddler Zoe is talking so well now and has a wicked sense of humour. Of course, I had sewn some tote bags. One is a lovely reindeer Christmas print and the other is really little houses but I like to think of them as TARDISes.

Still more bags 2015

I have had to put my knitting away. One of the four dogs on our walk was taking a treat, not very gently, and split the quick on my important knitting forefinger. Now around the nail it is all red and puffy. I wrapped it in a hot cloth this morning and then slathered on some ointment. I have to watch I don't get a line running up my finger. I saw my very excellent psychologist on Monday and we looked at the things I do every week and I realised that the beginning of the cooler weather signalled a rapid increase in my level of activity. No wonder I was feeling harried. I have homework: to draw up a chart for the rest of the year, for every month, and write in all the important things I must do, and the things I would like to do. And then make a reasonable plan.

Almost a kaled and dalek

I have liked working on the Dalek-table Dalek, it is almost complete. My Kaled is too big, so I have to make the opening in the Dalek larger.

I started new socks in some marvellous striped Heart and Sole sock wool. I love stripes.

Heart and sole sock one

I am not planning to do any knitting for the rest of the week, in the hope my finger will miraculously heal. I might just wrap it in a warm cloth again and see what happens.

I have been perusing lots of Easter recipes and I have plenty of time to bake something cute and delicious by Friday. I am a tad excited!!!

 


Up, Down And Away

When I am not really thinking about what to call my blog posts, my mind wanders. Hot, Cold, Thermometer, Temperature, Up, Down: and there you go. The TAA advertisement from long, long ago. And would you believe it is on The YouTube? Of course it is.

 

I am not sure whether I was, or desperately wanted to be and was not, a member of The TAA Junior Flyer Club. All I remember is that we knew "With Ansett, You chance it". You have to say it to rhyme.

Well, I have a thermometer, hence all the Word Association Football. My GP said I should have one, and if my temperature was high it was an indication of a proper bacterial infection and I should go immediately to see a doctor. I was feeling poorly, so I took my temperature. The thermometer goes under your tongue for 10-15 seconds and then beeps. My temperature is always, always low. 35.6*C , or 36.1*C, never 37*C. Of course, now I wonder why it is so low, but since I feel better I should stop worrying. MrsDrWho suggested two things:

  1. I should record and chart my temperature. Yes!!
  2. I should take The Labradors' temperatures. No!!

Since I really only want to be at the doggy end with the wet nose and not the tail, and I thought they might chomp down on a thermometer, I decided to give #2 a miss.

Gilly has a new job: Mission Cricket-possible. Her mission, and she chooses to accept it, is to find and dig up all the noisy crickets. And to make them stop cricketing in ten seconds. Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one ...

Gilly 's new game, cricket and Peri

Peri has a new trick: she can open the gate into the bush from the difficult side. This is a terrible picture, but she's so deft and speedy and I am so not capable of operating any machinery quickly. She sticks her nose and/or paw into the tiny opening and pushes and turns and voila, the gate is open. This is not the scary thing. The scary thing is that she has taught Gilly and Rafa to do this too. It's The Dawn of the Planet of the Dogs.

Clever Peri but fuzzy photo

The weather is slowly cooling. Not very much, but enough that we can sleep at night. Yesterday morning it was raining on the way to the dam, it was so dull we had to have the car lights on. This morning it was chilly, but sunny. I like to think of Autumn as a lovely slow decline towards Winter. Peri and Gilly are happy to be going home after an excellent walk. Breakfast awaits.

Happy walked labs

TinkingBell gave me a Jamie Oliver Greenhouse and I finally assembled it and planted the seeds. It came with a small square of what looked like peat moss, which expanded at a very fast rate once you poured water on it. I crumbled it up to cover the base, which is like a rectangular shoe box lid, but plastic.

Jamie greenhouse soil

Then I planted the seeds: basil, coriander, cress and chives. After just two days the chives (I think) have germinated. I carry the greenhouse carefully in and out of the direct sunlight, so I don't kill all the little seeds. It is Very Exciting, especially for me. I should really have a green thumb.

Seeds sprouting

And here it is on the verandah.

Greenhouse

On the way to the Wool Shop this morning, I passed a sale table of sandals and found a pair to fit me for $5. They were only $30 to begin with, but as I don't need any more green Summer sandals, I couldn't really justify it. But $5 was obviously my price point.

5 dollar shoes

I may have knitted another sock. This time some Mini Mochi 105 for MrsDrWho. The worrying thing is that I can only find one ball. So she may just have one sock for the time being. The toe is ready to graft, but I don't trust myself to do it properly the first time when I am tired. Maybe in the morning.

Sock 105 colour

At the dam there is a large hedge of hydrangeas. We had them growing along and high up the side of the garage when I was a little girl. You can do all kinds of clever things to make the flowers different colours. I am not quite sure what is going on here, but we have the whole range, from red, to pink and purple and light and dark blue. Wallabies hide under here. Sometimes Gilly spooks one and it runs out. She never catches them, they hop speedily away. Peri looks on with, I am sure, a superior smile.

Labradors and colour change

Everyone has gone to bed. It starts getting dark around 8pm now. We still have almost a moth of Daylight Saving left, so it will be a big shock when we revert to Real Time. Peri will want to go to bed straight after her tea. She's very funny. Gilly goes too, but she has both ears on alert in case of crinkly paper. I expect I shall go to bed now too, since everyone else has!!!


I See Treats Of Cream, Red Roses Too. I See Them Bloom For Me And For You.

Well, it's official: Last year was hot. Our island's three largest cities, including ours, had the hottest day time temperatures since record keeping started and it was the second hottest year. No wonder we were hot!!! No wonder The Labradors have been in the paddle pool. A Lot.

Don't bump me

Poor Gilly, Peri was so eager to get into the pool I think that was a bump. And after all that, Peri was not quite getting all the benefit she could have. Just two wet feet thank you very much. Gilly is mid shake, her ears are very long and flippy.

Doing it wrong and ears

This week we are looking forward to slightly cooler temperatures and rain. I think the up and down weather set off Peri's newly diagnosed arthritis. She was very hoppy on her right front leg. If I rubbed her shoulder she ran off happily. It was noticeable when she got out of bed, or up off the floor after a nap. As she moved around, the limp went away. We saw Dr Gary, who divined that Gilly was there for moral support, and found arthritis in Peri's right elbow. She has some tablets to take for a fortnight, I think there is a positive difference already. I just didn't want her to be in any pain, and I know Labradors are stoic and brave and just put up with things. Dearest Peri.

Peri and Gilly on the rainy day walk

I am not cross about things as much now. So today when I spotted these in the supermarket:

Yes, Easter is here

I took a picture as a trophy, as if participating in a treasure hunt. First Hot Cross Buns of the year?? Yes, spotted them today. It's like Car Bingo. I think Shell used to give out special bags of puzzles to keep children occupied on long car trips, and there was a sheet of things to cross off whilst looking out the window. So I have ticked off Back to School which started before Christmas, and now Easter. I think Valentine's Day is next on my particular Holiday Bingo card.

I did see some pretty marvellous things at Woolworths. They are selling oddly shaped fruit and vegetables: The Odd Bunch. I bought carrots for The Labradors and I ate some too. I am happy to buy weirdly shaped, too big or too small, fruit and vegetables for a cheaper price.

Good fruit and vegetable news

I bought a new dress pattern from The Etsy. It is a more casual style, less fitted and maybe a little cooler than my usual Princess-style bodice. It is the Jamie dress from Sis Boom. I love that even though it is a PDF pattern, I only needed to print out 10/88 pages. I am very happy to save printer ink. There is a three or four day sew-along, so I think I might try that. I have some old sheets to make a toile.

Jamie dress

Forty years ago this morning, my sister woke me up to tell me that the bridge had fallen down. I turned over in bed and told her to go away and not to be so silly. She was, in fact, correct. On January 5th, 1975 the Lake Illawarra collided with several pylons of Tasman Bridge at 9-27pm. Sadly, twelve people died, five driving off the broken bridge and falling into the river. The city was divided for almost two and a half years and in the intervening time people travelled by ferry or an Army Bailey Bridge.

I haven't been knitting, but I have crocheted a Dalek Hanging Towel for a gift. It is a kitchen towel. I am not the world's best crocheter, but I learned how to bobble and carry the cotton and crochet over it too, to cut down on the number of ends to be sewn in. I used 8ply instead of 10ply so I fiddled about with the pattern to make it work. And be a decent size too. I ended up crocheting a round of double crochet, just to finish it off nicely.

Dalek hanging towel

The Jan/Feb Donna Hay magazine is out, and once again it is full of delicious icy treats. I am going to make one for taking to MrsDrWho's house tomorrow night. I am not sure which one.

Icy treats

And top to bottom, left to right: (Some are styled popsicles, in Australia we eat ICY POLES)

  • cookies and cream icy poles
  • choc dipped banana icy poles
  • caramel swirl icy poles
  • chocolate milkshake icy poles
  • cheats' summer sorbet slice
  • berry ice cream slice
  • passionfruit three milk ice cream cake
  • tiramisu ice cream cake
  • banoffee ice cream pie
  • black forest ice cream cake
  • lamington ice cream bars
  • coconut lychee raspberry icy poles

I think one of the cakes would be easiest to transport. I shall email MrsDrWho and her family ice cream cake photos and see which one they like the best .

The GardyGardeners are not coming this week and so The Labradors will go for an extra walk. I can't bear their loyal waiting at the gate, softly crying - well woofing really on Gilly's part really, to no avail.

The temperature has dropped and there is a gentle cool breeze. Time for a cup of tea and maybe an early night.

 


Spring Of Good Things Not Bad. Spring Of Happy Not Sad.

And Spring is here and it is raining and windy and the camellias are sad. It has been raining all day, and hardest of all this evening. The daffodils at the dam are very happy, they bloom regardless.

Spring labradors

It isn't cold really, but it is quite wet. Peri and Gilly are quite wet. I popped next door to have my shoulder to shoulder measurement taken for a new Knit A-Long. The Labradors cried, and sooked and stood at the fence for twenty minutes and were soaked to the skin. They even worked together to open the gate into The Forbidden Zone. Rascals. We filled up the wet and muddy swamp at the fence with two bags of wood chips and now Peri can poke her head through the gap at the top of the fence. Gilly is not tall enough, she's a short Labrador. This is what you see from the other side of our fence. No wonder they are always scamming seaweed rice crackers, they look so sad and needy.

Peepo Peri and Gilly

I am joining the Pour Moi KAL. I had such trouble buying the pattern with The PayPal and I cannot thank the pattern's author, Lori, enough for her help and kindness!! I have some gorgeous Merino Fleck 5ply Heirloom, and it knits up so beautifully in the tension square it promises to be a lovely cardigan. My tension is 23/29 instead of 22 stitches and 30 rows over 10 cm. I am just going with that as I am too lazy to knit a whole new square for one stitch in width.

For me

I am knitting lovely possum socks for me in dark green Waikiwi. It is quite a dark green, so I can only knit during the day, else I have to spend time fixing all my mistakes the next day. Being possum, I have named these The Dame Edna Everage socks. It amuses me.

Dame Edna Everage sock one

At last, I made time to sew some shopping bags for myself. I made two from skirts (top two) and the others from material I found in The Spare Oom. The bags are surprisingly roomy and strong.

Bags for me

Peri and Gilly have been enjoying their walks. They like Mondays and Thursdays best as there is a build up of unsmelled smells to be sniffed and horrid things to be rolled in. I am not quite sure what is inside the old shed at the dam and I am too afraid to look.

Labradors rolling and sniffing

I love coming home to be greeted at the gate by Peri Naughty and Miss Lorelai Gilmore. They love meeting me, and always hope there may be something in my bag for them.

I am home. Labradors are there

Last week there was something for me in my bag: a lovely breakfast cup and saucer from V&A. It is called Borage and is stable enough to resist Labradors and large enough to hold well over a metric cup. I have some delightful aged Earl grey tea, a gift from MrsDrWho from Numi.

New cup and saucer

MrsDrWho's new house is set on a circle with a village green in the centre, rather like a Midsomer Murders setting. Last week I spotted a plover, a rather fat plover, on her front lawn. Lo and behold I was right to be suspicious: two plover chicks were hiding under the plover's wings. I am afraid of plovers, I have been since they used to chase us off the oval at Primary School. The dad was on the green, limping. MrsDrWho says he is perfectly well, and limps to draw attention away from the rest of his family when he thinks they are in danger.

Plover chicks

Oh, new shoes, new shoes!! I bought new Summer shoes at Lead'em Footwear, and I only went in on the off chance. I mention the name because they are so very helpful and always especially look out for green shoes for me. These weren't even unpacked and they went up the ladder to the ceiling to fetch them for me. For a day or so I could only find one, but today I found its pair. They are very green, with embellishments and a nice grippy sole and a wedge heel: perfect.

New sandals

Peri and I both have hay fever. Peri can take people's tablets from the chemist. I can't. We are both sneezing and have itchy eyes. Gilly is well, so we are relying on her to be the one in charge: what has the world come to?? Thank goodness for Gilly!!! The Labradors are in bed already, so it must time for us all to go to sleep anon.


Medium Times At Ridgemont High

I paid the price for living life in the medium lane, I can't manage the fast lane. Saturday was a day of enforced sleep and headaches. Twenty hours of almost continuous sleep, I did get up to feed Peri and Gilly, did the trick and I felt much better on Sunday. Of course I didn't do anything on Sunday, which probably helped too. MrsDrWho was flying the Yellow Flag of Quarantine as visitors had been extremely unwell. I was happy to stay away from the house of actual physical sickness.

Enforced rest on the couch has produced a hat and three quarters of a mitten, I can't quite bring myself to sit on the couch and do absolutely nothing all the time. I tried on a hat at Knits Needles & Wool last week and it didn't look half bad. I remembered some Tasmanian handspun emerald green 12 ply at home and so the Hat's The Way, Aha Aha, I like It hat was born. I made stripes with the leftover Azteca from my Cowling Occupants neckwarmer. I had a false start and a false end but it turned out very well: it is warm and water repellent and not unflattering. I've written the basics of the pattern on The Ravelry. I wear it with the naturally rolling cast on edge rolled a little further up.

Hat's The Way, Aha Aha, I like it 2014

And now the third of my almost matching but not quite Winter set: Cowling Occupants, Hat's The Way and now the Transpodsters. Well three quarters of one. In The One With The Embryos the question Monica and Rachel need to answer for the win, and the flat is "What is Chandler Bing's job?" and Rachel answers "A transpod-transpondster!" and while this is patently untrue, it is an excellent name for the Podster mittens. I'm not making individual fingers inside the flip top, just a longer ribbed pieces for all my fingers. I am knitting them in 10ply Naturally Loyal in a warm teal. The thumb has a 'finger' of its own. The colour in my Ipad photo in pearl lightbulb light isn't true, but the hat, neckwarmer and mittens all co-ordinate imperfectly.

Colour in the night doesn't work

MrsDrWho's Girl With A Purl Earring socks were completed and may be adorning her feet as I type. I have no idea, as every person and their dog moved over the Easter/ANZAC Day/School holidays break and she has no phone or internet. She's pretty much moved in and the house is becoming a home, and it is a wondrous house: Cleo and Caramello are semi-happily ensconsed and Muppin comes out of the bedroom to see people she likes. That would not be me, the mean woman who takes her to the cat sitter and the vet.

Girl With A Purl Earring Socks 2014

Peri and Gilly have had a wonderful few days. There was a frost at the dam on Saturday and we walked in the rain today. It has rained all day and I spend fifteen minutes cleaning the gutter outside the gate so we didn't get flooded again.

This is what I was doing

I am getting a cold, or Peri and I have hay fever. In Autumn. And it has been 19*C. That's too warm for Autumn.

Peri's a happy film star

Peri has been very happy, lying in the sun and playing in the freezing cold weather. She's channeling a film star with her cheeky over the shoulder look. When she runs at the dam it is hard to remember she is twelve years old.

Gilly hasn't been close enough to take happy pictures, she's been off running as fast as she can to keep up with Rafa and Sandy. They are much bigger and should be faster, but Lorelai Gilmore is surprisingly fleet of foot. When she is ready for her close up, she looks worried, and I don't know why.

Gilly is very serious

I've been for my two monthly check up with my GP, where I realised that it is ages since I even thought about how long it takes up to drive to the dam. When I was depressed and anxious it HAD to take eight minutes, or else. "Or else what?", my GP asked, and I had no idea what, only that it was going to be terrible if it took nine minutes. I am always happy when my numbers are the same, not up or down, not better or worse, but the same. The same is not good, the same is awful really, but as long as the numbers are not worse, awful is great.

Oh and I am living in The Future, in Star Trek or Stargate SG1. I wondered what the microphone next to the space bar on the pop up Ipad email keyboard was for. It is for speaking to, and then it types your email for you. I press Reply, tap for the keyboard to pop up, press the microphone icon and just chat away to the Ipad, or I imagine it is Siri. I tap Done and my email magically appears. I have to fix a word or two, but I never imagined I would be living in a time when I could do that. It's amazing. Truly mind blowing. Of course in Star Trek they just say "computer" and it responds, but I have to tap my Ipad for Siri or email. I expect soon I won't even need to do that. This week I have also learned to take a screenshot on my Ipad and save PDFs to iBooks.

Now we just need a Back to the Future Hoverboard and a transporter and we're done!! Oh and FTL space ships. Then we're really done.

I have never seen Fast Times At Ridgemont High. I don't expect I will, though Seven Brides for Seven Brothers in on TV this weekend.