A-Blogging We Will Go

Actually, a-blogging we went.

I like to just hit the "next blog" button every now and then and see what is to be seen out in the blogosphere. Rather like the impromptu bus trips I would take of a weekend in my long gone misspent youth . . . just as fascinating but far less costly!

I rather liked this one -- check out the homemade cat toy. Very creative and fun! I also enjoyed the tree-in-autumn and those croquettes sound/look very tasty!

--R

Save The Earth

Chatting about the topic of the day, a friend pointed out this place that gives instructions for crocheting tote bags from those ubiquitous plastic bags that we all get while shopping (and accumulate and toss out) but are so bad for the environment. Included are instructions for making the bags up into balls of "yarn" for the process.

I think it's a neat idea ... gotta break out the ole crochet hooks!

--R

We Stitch, We Shop, We Shop, We Stitch

So off I went on a chilly Spring day -- last Saturday to be exact -- to pick up my framed Winter Sampler from Where Victoria's Angels Stitch. As usual, the photograph doesn't do the picture, or the frame, justice, alas. But I am pleased with the result! I brought it in to the office to show off and after work I went up to Theresa's office to pick up & pay for the Tribeca Film Festival tickets she'd bought for me, great excuse to show off again . . . so this is a well traveled deer already. She'll do a little resting up on my bedroom wall before she's off again to a show, or at least them's the plans.

And as long as I was already at the shop -- waiting for Marianne, whom I'd corralled into meeting me there, to arrive -- I managed to find a couple more patterns to add to the ole stash. My Lady of the Snow, a Passione Ricamo design, called out to join The Night in my stash of "Maybe-In-Another-Life" must-haves. Well, a girl can dream, can't she? And The Kingdom Sampler, a Dragon Dreams design, found its way on to the counter and into my bag, too. I rather like the alphabet at the bottom of that one, but I'm thinking . . . enough with the alphabets already. It needs a saying, a phrase, a sentence . . . something medieval/dragony/fantasy-ish. I just don't know what yet.

My money over- but certainly well-spent, Marianne and I betook ourselves to the Atlanta Bread Co. for refreshment and conversation and then to A.C. Moore . . . where I found this lovely tome waiting for me, The Knitted Teddy Bear, by Sandra Polley.

Yes, Virginia, I needed another obsession in my life. (Aw, c'mon, lookit that cover. Tis not possible to resist!

These are small bears, but I bought sufficient yarn for the largest of them. And once home I promptly began with one of the simpler, smaller bears. SoI shall have to shop again for yarn for the larger bear. Not to mention additional shopping for other bear parts -- fiberfill, buttons, eyes, that sort of thing.

Restraint, thy name is definitely *not* Rosie!