lørdag, september 13, 2014

Relative success



Do you happen to remember how I, way back in March, dreamt of growing stocks. How I promised to show you the results, if they were a success. And should the result be quite the opposite, nothing more would be said. Well, what can I say...?



Success in this case is highly relative. After having cosseted the seedlings for half a year, this is what I have to show for my efforts. A little bunch of flowers (which includes bouquet 'fillers' like mint, oregano, and a few other late bloomers). Pretty enough, but far from the image, or the amount, of the seed packet.



Not quite sure worth the effort, really. And highly unlikely I'm about to repeat the exercise next spring. But the fragrance is lovely. And any flower at this late stage is welcome enough.



On a different note... thank you so much for all your lovely comments in regards to my previous entry. You are too kind ;-)

tirsdag, september 09, 2014

My studio



One lovely reader has asked me to do a blog post about my studio. So, even though there have been quite a few glimpses of the studio over the years, here's a whole (long!) blog post about this special room of mine. Or rather, little house of mine, as that is really what it is. A cubby house.



The old white cupboard is my favourite piece of furniture in this room. It is where I store my quilts and blankets when not in use (I like to refresh the look of my home by changing quilts, cushions and even slip covers around, all according to will and season). Also, it is where most of my fabric and wool is stored, in the white boxes.



More storage space for various cushion covers, slip covers and extra tablecloths is to be found in this lovely, roomy wicker chest. Speaking of wicker... I'm most fond of baskets, and carry my various quilt- and crochet WIP's with me most everywhere.



More containers and boxes for wool, fabrics and various projects. These cardboard boxes (from Ikea), are wonderful for storing fabrics, sorted according to colour and potential new quilt projects.



I am not one for clutter. Even though I'm fascinated by colourful piles of fabrics in other quilter's craft rooms, for my own room I prefer visual calm, so mine is stored out of sight, in (labelled) boxes and containers.



A little tray for scissors, tape measurer, rotary cutter, needles and pins.



I love the generous amount of daylight in my little studio. In the summer months the light is dappled, filtered through leafy trees, while in the darker months the low winter light shines straight in.



I am usually one for silence, but while sewing I do enjoy listening to music, played by my trusty old iPod.



The white chair, with its comfy proportions, is perfect for lounging and reading. And maybe even for a nap, even though the day bed is to be preferred for that particular activity...



Aaah, the day bed. A wonderful thing to have in a room of ones own.



So, there you have it. My studio. My sanctuary. Where everything is just the way I like it. It is a joy to have a room of ones own. To be able to potter around, and leave it all when needed, only to return a day of two later, and find everything just the way I left it.

torsdag, september 04, 2014

Apple sauce and ploughed fields



Even though the days are still warm (low twenties during the day), there are many signs of the changing season, that autumn is fast approaching.



One of them is the ripening apples in our garden. Although we are not about to have a bumper crop, there is enough to make some apple sauce. I make mine simple; peel, core and chop the apples, add a bit of water and sugar to taste, give them a boil and let simmer till soft.



I know one can add all sorts of lovely things into the concoction, like cinnamon, ginger, brown sugar and apple cider, to name a few. And maybe I'll try some of them one day. But so far, simple does it.



Another definite sign of the changing season is farmers busy on the fields with their tractors, ploughing. I'm not too fond of the dark soil all around, but I know it is part of the package of living on the countryside. Every season does have its charms, regardless...

tirsdag, september 02, 2014

Autumn living



September already... and a definite feel of autumn in the air. Even though the days are still rather warm, the nights draw in early, and there is a chill to the night air.



The colours outdoors are slowly changing into more mellow and autumnal ones. So I wanted to create a bit of autumn feel indoors too.



I made this loose cover years ago, and it has been (hiding) in storage for goodness knows how long. Time to dig it out of its hiding place, I thought. A bit unusual for me to have such dark colour around, but so far I rather like it.



And I definitely like it with a bit of my favourite denim blue. Along with a sheepskin from one of our sheep. Lovely mellow brown shades. I believe I'm about to welcome autumn...

søndag, august 31, 2014

Coming to an end



Whether I like it or not (no, I don't like it), this summer is coming to an end. It has been a good summer, and the garden has been (if I may say so) quite lovely. And productive.



But the time has come to start clearing away and tidying up. The root veggies will stay in the ground for now, but the rest is about to go. Except...



...I'm thinking maybe I'll try some garlic this autumn. I've only grown garlic once, without any great success, I might add. But maybe this year garlic could do well. Yes, I think I'll give them a go.



I'm always sad to see an other garden season end. Yet I'll try and make the most of this one as long as I can. And now the weather man tells us that we are in for an indian summer. So maybe not quite the end yet...

fredag, august 29, 2014

Dreamy trouble...



I do love working on my 'dreamy crochet'. I love the soft alpaca wool, I love the heathery colours and I love the simple granny square pattern.



Yet I have had some trouble getting it 'just right'. First I chose to change the amount of rounds in each square.



And now I've also been playing around with the colours and their position (since last seen here). So quite a bit of unravelling has taken place.



I trust I've got it 'right' this time, and look forward to seeing this dreamy blanket of mine grow. All I need now is more wool...

mandag, august 25, 2014

Fog



Fog is quite an amazing thing. It makes you feel like you are on an island, all on your own, and the rest of the world does not exist.



We do not often get proper thick, atmospheric fog. Mostly it is just light mist, quite beautiful too, yet it does not cut you off the rest of the world like fog does.



There was this one very cold January day, a few years back, when the fog was exceptionally beautiful, and lasted the whole of that short winter's day. And now this early morning fog in late August.



It was magical. Until the sun managed to break through, and burn the fog away. The day ended up rather sunny and beautiful, but what I'll always remember from this day is the special morning.