Voyage Through the Virtual Village (AKA “Blog Hop Around the World”) :-)


OK, friends, here it is! So fill up those buckets of tea, gather some food and prepare yourselves for a somewhat lengthy stay . . . and big hugs to anyone who makes it through to the end . . . I’ve not written for a while and this is what happens when all that energy is kept pent up . . . some of you may need to come back and read this in sections . . . consider yourselves duly warned . . .

I’m sure you all know by now that everyone in this Village holds their own special place in my heart, each for their own unique self, and it’s been a great privilege to share vicariously in the lives of so many diverse people: gardeners, crafters, artists, writers, parents, travellers, designers, and so on and on . . . we may never meet in person, but in some ways we meet so authentically here in the Village that it makes no never mind to me, as some would say. You are each a treasured part of my HeartFamily and no matter what the future might hold for any of us, you will always be in my thoughts and prayers, in my heart, my mind, my memories . . .  but put that aside for now . . .

Today I want to take you on a trip, a Voyage . . . here we go, off to meet a few of the others in my Village. I hope some  of them come to dwell in your Villages, too . . .

I’ve been following posts by several friends as they participated in this Blog Hop Around the World and now I’ve been invited to join in . . .by Jess, the Rabid Little Hippy. In the beginning of my blogging days, I saw a comment by Jess somewhere and was enchanted by her blogname, being a Rabid Larger (and Older) Hippie myself. Since then, she has become a great friend, supportive and encouraging, not to mention inspiring. In many ways she is the daughter of my heart, just the sort of daughter I might have wished for . . . and maybe more like me than a daughter of the blood would have been . . .

I love everything Jess and her family get up to, although some days I feel I need to lie down and rest after reading about all she accomplishes in a day or a week . . .  😉

. . . and then there all my other new friends that she has led me to . . . this Virtual Village is just what any extreme introvert needs . . .

a new waterlily bloom about to flower more water primrose and I still have my water hawthorn flowering too. I definitely need more plats in there to prevent evaporation and to cover the water surface more though.  Orik's personal race track. He loves doing laps around the garden bed! The area where the bench now sits has had its tyres ripped out, the soil moved into the garden bed and tiles are down now. Todays work with Jas and Eggra as assistants.

 The removed bed is now in the corner here. Once the chooks have done their work the wire will be removed and reo mesh upcycled into trellis for the grapes I'm planting here. They will in turn shade the rest of the bed from the early afternoon sun onwards, providing a micro-climate. Well, that's the plan.  Above are three photos of the Rabid Little Hippy’s backyard garden, where chooks, goats and other lifeforms also reside. Also out there you will often find Martin, her husband, as well as three of the cutest Pint Sized Permies, whose activities are occasionally posted in their own blog. Jess introduced me to hugelkultur and rocket stoves, not to mention a wagonload of information about various ecological issues and more. The Rabid Little Hippy and her entourage dwell in Ballan, Victoria, Australia.

And me attempting to do the same

Here is Jess sporting her Katniss braid . . .

creativity comes in all shapes and sizes, doesn’t it?

From comments on Rabid’s posts, I found myself often on The Road to Serendipity with Narfie and Stevie-boy and the two pups . . . and that led me to so many others that I can’t name them all.

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DSCF7039Above are two photos of the Sanctuary, a HUGE veggie garden completely encased and roofed with fishnetting to keep out various predators. The netting was completely installed  by Narf7 and Steve last year. The bottom photo was taken on a walk with the two ‘pups’, looking across part of the river Tamar to The Road to Serendipity (somewhere in the middle of all that lovely green). Serendipity Farm is in Tasmania, south of Australia. Go visit the Farm and you will learn, love and laugh ’til you fall off your chair . . .

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Creativity takes many forms at Serendipity Farm; music, cooking, renovating, etc. Still, I feel the most creative thing of all  is found in Narf7 and Stevie-boy’s approach to life, love, learning and all that good stuff . . .

My blog-following is most eclectic, like me, and so I decided to invite an eclectic batch of friends and see what happened. I can now tell you that I’m quite over the Super-Moon (which was happening as I typed the draft for this post):

But first . . . My answers to the questions:

  • Why do I create what I do? Wish I knew! I just can’t help it; it’s like reading . . . if I were locked up with only a cereal carton, I’d read every word on it (several times), then I’d write on it (in blood if necessary), then I’d see what I could fashion from it . . .  Honestly, I think creativity is a vital part of each of us, although in some people it’s farther down the list of strengths than it is for others. I can’t remember a time when I didn’t create and the very act of creating has healed me, entertained me, amused me, given me hope and strength, distracted me when I most needed it, oh, and so much more . . . kept people warm and fed, made a home of wherever I happened to be living at the time, filled a gap when the budget didn’t stretch to something I wanted or needed. I learned to be creative with sewing because I am tall, with long arms and legs, and women’s clothing rarely fits me. Many tops have sleeves a couple of inches too short; pants stop above my socks, and so on. In my slightly younger days, I hand-stitched long skirts and dresses and even a couple of pairs of pants. I still have most of them, but they are not available for a photo session. I fell in love with Folkwear Patterns and hand-stitched the Kinsale Cloak from a heathery green fabric of unknown components. I never finished the hood, but I loved that cloak a lot. Fully lined, with topstitching and it was so cosy! Somewhere along the way, it seems to have disappeared, but I still have the pattern and would like to make it again one day; this time from a woollen fabric. More recently I discovered the Sense & Sensibility patterns for days gone by . . . I own most of the Edwardian patterns and some of the crochet and Romantic Era patterns as well. And that’s only the sewing of clothes bit of my creative endeavours . . .

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Some dyeing I did for the Etsy store (closed for a while now)

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My favourite drawing, which is the cartoon for a couple of watercolour paintings.

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A casual drawing of a ‘hobbit home’, done while drawing with children.

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A ‘plain’ shawl that I somehow managed to complexify and bits for two of several knitted bears, something I love to work on when possible.

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A round shawl I made up as I went along . . .

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My favourite shawl; mossy green and also invented as I worked. It has a macramé fringe and a pattern of ‘holes’ worked in just for interest.

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Two of the double-sided crochet bits I’ve made. This is from an easy pattern shared by a bus driving friend and posted here a while back.

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The most creative time of all . . . loving someone small . . .

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A crochet doily with white and ecru-leaved violets; I made this several years ago, when I was still living on the west coast of BC.

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Hexagon flowers for an eventual ‘Bestemor’s Flower Garden’ piece. Bestemor means Grandmother in Norwegian and it is what my grandkidlets call me, in homage to my Mum’s mother, who died years before I was born. I wish I had known her . . .

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Three of the hand-sewn dolls for my grandkidlets . . . from a rough pattern.

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Above, one of my Dad’s stained glass lampshades and on the back of the couch, a quilt made by my Mum, with her quilted pillow in the centre front. They both did so much more . . . I love that creativity has been passed down in my family for many generations.

My parents, with me and the first two of my brothers, back when we lived in a small one-room shack with no power, no indoor plumbing and a wood cookstove that also kept us warm. My creativity began even before that, though . . .

  • How does my creative process work? Well it’s different when you’re not so skilled and also very eclectic. (Do you think there’s a relationship between those two?) If I stuck to one or two creative endeavours, I might have mastered them by now and life would no doubt be quite different. But no such luck. I am inspired by an idea, a photo, a pattern, whatever; I gather materials and I start a project . . . then, “oh, look, a blade of grass!” (that phrase is a family joke among my sisters, often used when we are talking about something and then digress and then digress again [but we always come back to the original topic] ) and I am off learning about something else. Or maybe I had to move and my projects are in storage and I can’t stand the emptiness that comes when I have nothing on the go . . . so I read a bit (if you think I’m being honest with ‘a bit’, think again! LOL) but it’s never enough; I have to make something . . . so off I go on another project and then, there it is, that ‘blade of grass’ and away I go again . . .  In a perfect life, I like to have several things on the go at once, set up and waiting for me. Then I can ‘feel’ what I want to do for the day and pick up where I left off. In reality, I do have several things on the go at once, but practical considerations often determine what I work on at any given time. So, when at my Aunty’s, I need a project that doesn’t require me to read a pattern so that I can pay attention to our chats. One of the major reasons I fell in love with Dani’s Bavarian crochet afghan. I have finished two, have a large one well under way and am in the middle of one I haven’t really mentioned yet. Photos at the bottom of this post, but no peeking!

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The large Bavarian afghan above; two for the grandkids below.

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  • And I have enough yarn now . . . sigh . . . the first Bavarian was meant to use up two oversized balls of acrylic; then I had to buy more so there would be enough afghans for each of the soon-to-be-six grandkidlets to have one of their own and the parents to have one large enough to cuddle under . . . and then there is my other son and his former girlfriend. Like Scarlett, I’ll think about that tomorrow . . . A major part of my creative process is that simple projects somehow become complex and, like objects in the mirror, much larger and nearer than they seem) One reason they become complex is that I am creative with practically everything, and in a rather slap-dash, ‘what-the-hey’ manner. “oh, well” is a mantra heard often in the inner regions . . . but I LOVE it so much!! Why? I ask you . . . I makes me happy and frustrated, often in equal parts, to be creative; to learn and do; to master; to design (a life-long love of mine, designing); to teach . . .

When I can, I love to make things that are more challenging; last year I started my first Fair Isle style ‘barn cardi’; some of you will remember it; not perfect, but it will be warm and cosy, and the lovely hot magenta background is very cheerful. Only the sleeves and buttonbands to go now (and maybe a hood), but it’s on hold at my friends’ place at present. I used traditional Fair Isle motifs, but the cardi itself and the arrangement of the motifs are all my own doing; the shape of the cardi evolved during the knitting . . .. as did the collar . . .

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A favourite quote . . . from Stephen Hunt.

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My Fair Isle style ‘barn cardi’ . . . and that’s my lovely, 94.5 year old, under-five foot Aunty helping out as my photographer’s model . . .

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A Fair Isle style bag I invented, also with traditional motifs.

  • How does my work differ from others of its genre? Well, my friends, if I had a genre, maybe I’d have an answer for you . . . The best I can say is that I am wildly eclectic, with a wide range of creative loves that encompasses language and languages, music, folk art, fine art, design, almost all the arts known to woman including fibre arts of all sorts, traditional skills and current ways, and more. Perhaps what is different at times is that I am a philosophical thinker by nature (my top strength), so things I make often have meaning for me that they don’t have for others. I like to make things by hand. I’ve done a little spinning, some weaving, some dyeing, and so on. I’d hoped to do stamping and free-hand painting on some of the silk scarves, but those plans are on the shelf for now. I designed a Cowichan sweater for my husband a few decades ago, with symbols that are meaningful to him and knitted from unspun yarn in cream with light and dark brown motifs. So far as I know, he still has it. I have a couple of photos of it and will post them here if and when I locate them . . .

I like to combine media, too. I’ve done a little printmaking and the idea of combining that with watercolour and then collaging on top of it all is very exciting to me. I have created a few masks and art dolls. One piece I especially like is a four-foot circle of thin plywood covered in canvas. I fastened three masks of my own face on the front, then painted the entire thing white; it looks like faces emerging from the background.

  • What am I presently working on? Well, the Bavarian crochet afghans, of course, and here is a series of photos of pieces of the latest one, which is my way of being creative with a lovely pattern:

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Does that seem confusing? The large piece is the centre; there will be twelve smaller pieces (below is the photo showing the centre and three of the smaller bits) surrounding it, then there will be several rows all around and all in white. I may throw a row of purple in there somewhere, too; that depends on having enough left to complete the work. I have only one ball of the purple, but have three balls of the white and a good chance of getting more if needed. No chance of more purple; the yarn is different from the same brand now; softer and finer spun. But I do want a purple edge, as it will show wear a bit less.

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Here you can see the centre piece. Each side of it will have two of the purple hearted squares and the four corners will be the white hearted squares. Hope that’s more clear.

Here are the latest photos of this piece, which is turning out even better than I dreamed:

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As you can see, this new piece is now wider than a single bed . . . and still growing . . .  I call it “Violets in the Snow” and it’s my favourite of the Bavarians I’ve made so far.        I think I’ll be keeping this one . . ..

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A detail of the corner as it is today . . .

OK, that’s enough about me . . . 🙂 Four people have been kind enough to allow me to twist their arms ever so gently and have agreed to take part in this Blog Hop Around the World, or, as I like to think of it, this Voyage through the Virtual Village:

(Please note: all photos from participant bloggers are used with permission)

First up is Sarah from the Frühlingskabine Micro-Farm
(pronounced: fruu-lings-cab-ee-na)

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Backyard chickens and so much more . . . but I’ll let Sarah tell you about that . . .

Her creativity is evident not only in her approach to sustainable living, but also in her artwork:

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One of Sarah’s Celtic mandala drawings, perfect for using as is or for colouring in.

On the blog are a page for Printables, with excellent resources for small-holding farmers, as well as another page with a variety of DIY projects. Check them out!

Sarah has an Etsy store, the Little Farm Shop, and it was there that I purchased my lovely raven amulet necklace:

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. . . as well as her beautiful ‘Backyard Farm Coloring Book’ for my grandkidlets and for a friend’s children, too. These are a perfect gift, as you can email them to whomever and they can print out as many copies as they like. Children can colour the pictures, then send them to Grandma or . . . all while learning a bit about backyard farming.


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The Official Tea Towel of the 23 Thorns household . . .

Next up is . . . Mr. 23 Thorns! I first discovered him via The Road to Serendipity, and he makes me laugh and sometimes cry, often at the same time . . . Writing is one of my favourite forms of creativity, or I should say, reading other people’s writings.

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Mr. and Mrs. 23 Thorns (she has her own blogs: Tracy  Loves History and The Rubbish Collection Day Collection. This woman has the most inspired approach to taking out the trash that I’ve ever heard of; she, too, makes me laugh and sometimes cry. They deserve each other (and I mean that in the nicest of all possible ways)!

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As you can see, the 23 Thorns children are as creative as their parents . . .

Here are links to a couple of my favourite 23 Thorns posts . . .

  • Jesus died. But now he lives. In Detroit, sort of. This post introduced me to the work of Jesus Rodriguez, a man whose music and approach to life continues to inspire me. If you are intrigued, check it out . . .
  • Parenting for Dummies.  As my parents, and later myself, had quite ‘relaxed’ approaches to parenting, at least when it came to letting kids roam free, climb trees, take risks, etc., I found this post both refreshing and amusing. Don’t let the first line fool you; Mr. 23 Thorns loves his kids as much as any of us; he just doesn’t subscribe to the “wrap ’em in cotton wool ’til they grow up” philosophy.

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As you may have guessed from the photo on the left above, the 23 Thorns do not live in Canada . . . nope, they live in South Africa . . . I hope, if I ever get there, to camp somewhere nearby . . . I dream of hearing the birds, maybe even elephants, at night.

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Fierce Protector of the 23 Thorns household . . .

Mr. 23 Thorns also writes Why Books. That is a link to a wonderful post about WWI.


Getting Stitched on the Farm

Third brave participant is Kristin Nicholas, of Getting Stitched on the Farm. Kristin has her own shop, where you can browse for patterns (I’ve bought a couple), books, kits and more, even wallpaper!

  

Kristin has books of knitting and embroidery patterns in her shop.

One of the wallpaper patterns she painted by hand and which can be purchased.

Color by Kristin is her own brand of yarn. Half wool, a quarter each alpaca and mohair.

You can find these in the Embroidery Supplies section.

Kristin began sewing at age nine and, like me, learned to knit, crochet and much more soon after that. She was lucky to have a German Gran who taught her embroidery.

She sells her own notecards and postcards, too, in sets of assorted or single image.

  

Kristin has written several books, too, including these. I bought the centre one and love it! I will take it along the next time I visit my grandkidlets. My eldest granddaughter taught herself to stitch by age 5 and is still interested at 15.

Kristin lives a couple  of hours from Boston, Massachusetts. If you are going to be in the neighbourhood, you may be able to take in a class or two. This one interests me . . .

See her post on Fabric Printing if it interests you, too . . .

As you can see, Kristin’s creativity has many outlets. I have found her blog more than inspiring. Now if I only had more time . . . note to self, plant thyme next spring . . .


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Fourth and final participant will be Michelle of the City House Studio blog. I found her through a couple of sewing and quilting blogs that I follow and was instantly smitten with her work and with her fresh approach to quilt design.

One of Michelle’s gorgeous quilts.

. . . and this is her Farmer’s Wife Quilt, completed in 2011. 90 blocks, to celebrate her grandmother’s 90th birthday! More than impressive, isn’t it? There is a great story behind this quilt; you can read it here. It covers from the 1890s to the 1930s. I love the tradition that is carried on through the stories and by people still making this quilt.

here she is with her Gran and the quilt.

And here’s the back of it . . . equally lovely.

I love her Scrappy Asterisk Block tutorial and it’s on my ever-lengthening list . . . this is the first of Michelle’s quilts that I read about and it caught both my eye and my imagination. I simply adore anything not ‘in-the-box’ when it comes to design.

Michelle has an Etsy store and it should be open again soon. I happen to know she’s extremely busy getting some quilts ready for several fall fairs. Which explains why Michelle’s Blog Hop post will see the light of day in September – watch for it!

You can buy patterns from Michelle’s Craftsy store, too.

See her “Read” Library Tote pattern here or her Bionic Gear Bag Notions tote here.

Now, if you’re into free motion quilting, be sure to visit Michelle’s FMQ Challenge blog. That’s one example in the photo above. And then there is this:

Don’t know if I’ll ever have time for trapunto quilting, but I hope so. At least one piece, maybe a pillow . . . Project lists certainly give us reasons to live, don’t they?

 

Two of Michelle’s ‘Sticks’ quilts. I. Want. More. Time. !!!  🙂

I’m not sure where this Blog Hop began, but I have traced it back a ways for you, in case you, too, are afflicted with terminal curiosity . . .

Rabid Little Hippy

The Road to Serendipity

The Contented Crafter

Boomdeeadda 

One Spoiled Cat

These Days of Mine

A New Day Dawns

Simply Trece

I’m assuming the Hop goes back much further, but have run out of time; if you are interested, I’m sure you can do what I’ve done so far; go to the last blog listed and go back through posts to around June (or earlier, as you go on), then look for the specific post. It’s been lots of fun, just seeing all the different types of blogs that are linked through this Hop. If you read the posts, you will see that there are branches to this hop; as many bloggers have twisted the arms of found three others to ‘volunteer’ to join in.

It wouldn’t be a “post accompli” without a bit of music, would it? Much of it is folky, so if that’s not your thing, no worries. None of us have enough thyme for everything, do we?

Heiland Harry by The Corries, in honour of all the young men who never returned from the various wars they were sent to fight.

Like Janis by Jesus Rodriguez (Sixto Diaz)

Asimbonanga by Johnny Clegg (with Nelson Mandela!)

Hobo’s Lullaby by Arlo Guthrie (written by Woody Guthrie), in honour of all those out of work and homeless . . .

Two songs that link to my childhood now:

The Log Driver’s Waltz by Kate and Anna McGarrigle. My Dad used a peavey like these when managing logs in a boom im a holding pond. I don’t think he ever rode a log through whitewater, though.

The Frozen Logger by The Weavers. My Dad used to sing this all the time. I learned it as a young child and I still love it.

A half hour of Stompin’ Tom Connors, a Canadian icon. I don’t listen to a lot of country, but I still love Stompin’ Tom, who passed away not that long ago. A true, true Canadian!

His The Hockey Song will always be one of my favourites.

and, of course, Runrig, singing The Water is Wide and Steppin’ Down the Glory Road.

. . . performing An Sabhal Aig Neill, followed by the Drums . . . should make you dance!

Last, my favourite rendition of “We Will Rock You!” This one’s for the more rockin’ of my followers.If you want a lot more more rock and a lot less folk, here’s one of my favourites from Woodstock . . . Purple Haze by Jimi Hendrix.

Well, I hope you have enjoyed this voyage . . . I sure did. Hope it was worth the wait.

Here we are, home again . . . someone has the kettle on and there are treats ready for our tea . . . too busy now? Come by another time; the door is always on the latch . . .

BTW, the Happy Hibiscus says ‘hello’ to all of you; this is the most recent of an amazing summer of flowering. I think it’s thirteen or fourteen so far and there are another two or three buds coming along. The most I ever had in one year, ever, was three and that was once. Most years there has only been one and occasionally there were none.

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21 thoughts on “Voyage Through the Virtual Village (AKA “Blog Hop Around the World”) :-)

  1. Linne…I enjoyed this post + WOW you are a walking creative cell-lol…your creativity just divides and divides!!!…you are amazing:-) What a joy to see your lovely comments and sharing of some amazing people. I do know a few and they are pretty special_ I enjoyed all your said and photos,too.. I am so in awe of all your talent! I am not adept in those creative areas, but sure do appreciate your gifts:-) Keep on Making! I need to stop by more often:-) Great post!

    • Robbie, that’s just how it feels sometimes! a branch out here, then a branch off that, and so on . . . I’m glad you enjoyed the post; those are only a few of the wonderful people I’ve ‘met’ here in the Village. I wish I could live next to you for a year; you’d be doing plenty of creating. Sometismes it’s just hard to know where to start, or what exactly to do. But we all have a creative potential. I see yours in your amazing garden and your blog, so that’s a start, right? I’ll never stop creating, no matter what. There is always something possible. I need to get by your site more, too. Just been too busy lately to keep up with many. I generally pick a couple and at least read their posts; the next time, it’s someone else . . .
      Thanks for the compliments, Robbie. You keep on creating, too, eh? hugs to you ~ Linne

  2. Well, Linne, you have certainly taken my simple Bavarian crochet pattern and improved it beyond compare! That white and purple blanket is so beautiful and different. You are very clever – I know that goes without saying because you can do FAIR ISLE knitting!! Good grief – if I had six lifetimes I don’t think I’d master that! It’s so great to see an idea taken to a new level, Linne. I’m so thrilled you’ve done that with the Bavarians. Can’t wait to see what happens next. Take care, Dani xoxoxoxox

    • Dani, I’m glad you like them. I don’t know about clever; it’s more that I just can’t leave some things alone, even when they work fine as is. One reason why ravens, crows, magpies, daws, etc. are ‘my birds’ . . . they can’t leave anything alone, either . . . 🙂

      If you can do Bavarian crochet, you can do Fair Isle style knitting; honest!! I’m still hoping to develop an easy pattern for beginners, once things settle down here.

      I can’t imagine what will happen next, Dani! Probably a good thing, too, or I might have to take to my bed with the vapours . . . Hugs to you. ~ Linne

    • Well, it was a tad long, wasn’t it? lol The stories behind the Farmer’s Wife’s Quilt just fascinate me; I love that sort of history. I was pretty lucky to find so many, I think. Thanks for coming by . . .

  3. And THAT is what I am talking about! YOU are a true crafter Linne. You are someone who takes creative thought processes to another level. I am a copier, someone who feasts on the creativity of others (a creative vampire?!) but YOU… you are one of those creative people :). Gorgeous long post, a lovely list of wonderful blogs to go to (when I EVER get the time) and a delight to read and worth every second of the twenty minutes it took to finish! HUGE hugs from Serendipity Farm and that hibiscus is hugging you too 🙂

    • It’s interesting, you know; I’m a copier, too . . . that’s how I got into the Bavarians . . . and then I can’t leave it alone . . . sometimes that works; other times it’s all “oh, well . . .” as you may have noticed. I honestly think we are all very creative (I think it’s part of being human); but creativity can manifest in such a variety of ways. I just have to think of your Strombolis . . . your life is more a work of art than I will ever achieve and I am always inspired by your creative approach to things that I never mastered (like living with someone who is the same as you and different from you in equal measures. I don’t know which is harder to deal with 😉 )
      Hope you have some free ME-time soon, my friend and I’m so glad you enjoyed the post. Twenty minutes, eh? Speed-reader . . . 😉

      Huge, warm hugs back to you, as always. I cannot believe that hibiscus this year . . . incredible, isn’t it? She says she is sending hugs to you, too. 🙂

      • I love hibiscuses. Mum always had one at every one of her houses. She would take cuttings whenever she knew that she was going to have to leave and would always have at least one variety. It’s apparently too cold here for them but I reckon it isn’t that bad and might get a couple going to see if I can grow them here. They are a magnificent shrub in the garden. You have a little bit of Christi’s Hawaii in upstate Canada 🙂 I think the thing about “art” is seeing that all of life is art. Everything that we do is mastering something or other and in knowing that we can solve our way out of and into problems is a wonderful leveler and eye opener. I am off to put a jacket on now as all of my complaining about summer has apparently worked! 🙂 I really love that barn jacket (is that what you called it? The Fairisle?) that made your aunty look like one of the little people. Fantastic work, fantastic skill and very enviable results that will be amazing for you to wear this year (if you got it finished 😉 ) with your coming winter. We had better get a photo of it on you with at least on shot of the hibiscus bucking the trend and flowering in the middle of winter 😉

      • That’s such a nice connection to have with you! and Christi! 🙂 I agree with you on art, for sure. It’s not just making stuff no-one can understand 😦

        Yeah, I call that my Barn Cardi, to reduce my expectations of my own perfection (never to be achieved) and allow me to get on with it. Wish it were finished today, I can tell you! Oh, well, the afghans first and then back to the cardi. I like to think I’d wear it to the barn to collect eggs and feed the horses . . . don’t know if I’ll ever do that again, but it’s a great fantasy, anyway. And my Aunty is one of the little people, isn’t she> She’s a shade under five foot tall and very tiny with it, too. As to the ‘fantastic work’, I thank you for your compliments; if yo0u were here I’d be able to point out all the wee bits that make sure I don’t get to be too much of a tall poppy 🙂 There3 will be a photo for sure and I posted one of the Hibiscus today with two of the three blooms she had going all at once. I knew I should have taken that picture yesterday! drat!!

  4. Holy Posting Palooza Linne, LOL what a fun read. You really are so crafty and talented, I’m gobsmacked at all the projects you manage. I tried to start my Monthly Layout for work last night and after 2 hours, hadn’t decided what to do…ha, you probably would have crocheted circles around me by then. I like the new ‘Voyage thru the Virtual Village’ too.
    I can relate to your eclectic nature/approach to the arts. There’s so many things I’d love to try when I see the talents of folks like yourself. Hey, BTW, did you get to the Edmonton Folk Fest. We didn’t get tix this year but could hear most performances from our house. I love that singer/songwriter genre.
    Thank you for the link too, that was really nice. I’ve been zipping here and there, thru a number of introductions via the hop. I don’t know who started it either but what a fab idea ! !

    • Well, Missy Boomdee, it was a pretty long post, wasn’t it? But that’s the benefit of being very laid-back, spending a LOT of time with people in their 90s and being retired . . . I’m impressed by what you do, too; your accomplishments are affected by your stage of life and things like working and having a new home to be creative with. I’m impressed that you are at least planning a Monthly Layout; I aspire to being organized, but so far not much luck with it . . .

      Glad you like the “V Around the V V”; I have a strong ‘thing’ about language and have never really liked the word ‘blog’, so just had to tweak it a wee bit . . .

      I fear I’m eclectic about pretty much everything . . . sigh

      No, I didn’t get to the Folk Fest. Lucky you to live within earshot, though. A friend gave me a ticket one summer when her fiancé was volunteering there and it was wonderful. Bob Dylan was here one year and I didn’t know until after; would love to have seen him again, and in a smaller venue. I saw him back in the 60s, just when he was switching over to electric, so half the concert was acoustic and half was electric; took me quite a while to appreciate fully the shift in his creativity, although I understand it now. I love it, too, probably because most of it (or the songs and performers I love most, anyway) are philosophical in nature; commenting on various issues, bringing them to people’s awareness and often also demanding action. It’s why I don’t care much for elevator music; nothing communicated, just a sort of vapid, insipid pablum . . .

      This hop was a wonderful idea, wasn’t it? I thought that by going back I’d come to the beginning, but no such luck. I, too, have found some interesting sites through my friends’ friends and then their friends . . . One could go on and on forever, just exploring . . .

  5. Ah Linne, this is such a lovely post full of the most beautiful things. You are so very clever! I love the photo of you with your family and that dear wee one of the little girl in red 🙂 Some very clever fellow crafters here and yes, I will have to come back tomorrow to look at everything again and check out those links 🙂 Love your wee dollies too.
    My parents passed on no talents whatsoever so I envy those who were raised with art and craft. Myself and one brother out of 7 kids are interested in creating but neither of us were encouraged as youngsters and I think that is reflected in lousy confidence i what we do.
    Your violets in snow are so pretty. Good to read Linne, take care xxxx

    • Thanks so much, Wendy! I always feel a bit awkward about compliments, as this is something in me that just HAS to get out; I am very unhappy when I don’t do anything creative on a regular basis. Too bad it took me so long to understand that. But better late than never, eh? I’m glad you like my dollies; they are packed away again, and I still have to make another three; two for the boy grandkidlets and another for the wee one who will arrive in September. Oh, and a pair for myself, too, of course. I was so lucky that my parents were creative. There was a lot of musical ability in our family, too, going back past my great-grandparents, apparently. My three sisters are creative, but don’t have the time or interest to do it on quite as wide a fashio0n. One of my brothers plays guitar and sings very well, too (as did my Dad); the rest all have some natural ability but don’t seem to have the same drive. Sometimes that looks like a good thing . . . 🙂

      I agree that lack of encouragement as a child can affect us for a long time; I was encouraged to sing, but gave it up as a means of asserting some control in my life. I sang again the time I was expecting my youngest son; probably the happiest months of my life. It’s interesting that he was born musical; singing before he could talk and even then often communicating by singing his sentences.

      You have a lot of potential, you know; I’ve loved looking at your projects as you’ve posted them and I hope you are nurturing your creativity yourself now. Doesn’t matter if you get to professional levels; any creativity at all is good for what ails us . . . It was hard for me to let go of my desire for perfection, but when I achieve it, I often surprise myself . . . so I’d say to you what Julia Cameron (The Artist’s Way) says: “Jump . . . and the net will appear . . .” I’ve used that in many aspects of my life besides creativity and it has always worked. but first I have to gather my courage and let go of my fears . . . every time, too.

      Glad you like the new Bavarian; a classic example of me just having to mess with a perfectly good recipe . . . I’m glad you enjoyed the post, too. See you soon. ~ Linne and lots of hugs to you, too.

      • Yes, I find compliments hard to accept too 🙂 My first husband absolutely rubbished anything I did and over 25 years I just gave up on trying anything really. I have learned recently that it doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks…as Roger says I should “just enjoy the process of doing” and do it because I enjoy it. 55 years of age and I am finding my way back to that carefree way of kids who just play because it’s fun 🙂 Yes, letting go of fear and a need for perfection is everything….but truly you have no need for fear, you are very talented.

        I have that book by Julia Camera and like it very much 🙂

        It’s nice your son is musically inclined, one of mine is too and I love hearing him play and sing, it blows me away the very shy boy/man can sing with no self consciousness at all….just felt in the soul 🙂

        Have a good day, nice to see you posting again and I hope some of the earlier stressors are abating xx

      • Compliments are so much easier to give, aren’t they? Roger is a fountain of wisdom, really! Took me ages to get to that point, too. And I’ve learned that the more I do, the more likely that something out of the lot may end up being satisfactory (to me hahaha). 55 is a mere babe, you know; you have so much ahead of you to learn and experience and all with the added wisdom of hindsight. The middle years are definbitely the best (so far, anyway; I’ll update you on that once I get past 100 🙂 ) I find that shutting off the thinking brain (or at least that bit that’s so cynical, critical, etc.) helps with learning to be playful again. I think of the joy of kids making mudpies or fingerpainting and it’s so inspiring . . .

        As to talent, I think that years of practise create much of that. And isn’t that book great? It helped me so much. I’ve filled one of the morning pages books, too, along with assorted other pages, but in the past 3 years (since I moved up here permanenetly) I haven’t worked on it. I’ll do it again, I know, most likely when I make the adjustment to living solo again.

        Amazing to have talented kids, isn’t it? My other is a very good artist, although his subject matter is often not my favourite. But we all have to work through our ‘stuff’, don’t we? and art can be a good way to do that.

        I’m hoping to be back more reliable soon. Nice to be missed, though. 🙂 The stressors are increasing, actually. The people in the penthouse suite above us left the tap running a couple of nights ago, so the tub overflowed and there was a large putddle in the hallway outside Mum’s door. The water came in, got into the hall closet where I store some things, keep shoes, etc., then started down the main hall before I saw it. So a couple of hours wasted there, moving, mopping, making phone calls, etc. We’d just had their landlord and his plumber over that morning to fix the shower drain upstairs, as we had a huge flood from that a while back . . . and Mum’s landlady came too, to check on what the plumber was doing, as she doesn’t own that suite, but it was being accessed from hers. I was worried she’d be upset by my not being ready for the ceiling reno, but she didn’t say anything. She knows the difficulty here. I get things spread out, start sorting and packing, then my Aunty comes up ’cause she’s lonely. So everything gets stacked up again and we have a nice visit; then I start again. Sometimes, though, I succumb to sloth and just lie on the couch or play my games. Reduces stress and keeps me well, but doesn’t further the whole packing business . . . Nothing lasts forever, though, so I know there’s an end out there somewhere . . . Hugs back to you, too. ~ Linne

      • You need your time out for you to just relax and be, doesn’t matter what that relaxing or being is 🙂 I can be a sloth myself at times and have learnt that that is OK! My mind gets too busy of what I should be doing so sometimes I just do nothing, it’s rebellion lol. No, nothing lasts forever Linne x

        yes, compliments are easier to give than receive, which is a bit sad really. Would be nice if we gave ourselves encouragement and recognition when needed. Isn’t the personality complex?! We will have to make a concerted effort to change that 🙂 🙂

        Yes, it is a great book, I also will have to read it again. I am getting better with not being so critical of my efforts, yes, Roger is wise….though he himself is riddled with self doubts so I do the same for him.

        Take care x

      • So true, Wendy! and thanks for that! But I do need to get this done, and soon! I’m a rebel when it comes to being forced to do things; I’ve always said “you can ask me to do anything and I likely will, but don’t tell me . . .” 🙂

        You are right about learning to compliment ourselves and you aren’t the only one to remind me of that, either. But it’s so easy to give compliments to others, isn’t it? I suppose the secret is to be sure we are honestly complimenting ourselves and not just deluding ourselves. Complex, indeed!

        How nice that you and Roger can encourage each other; the perfect pairing, I think. And by ‘perfect’, I don’t mean without complexity or challenges. There is a perfection in those, too, if we will open our eyes and see them . . . Hope you are enjoying your early spring . . . ~ Linne

      • Oh, me too. I am as stubborn as a mule, as is Roger but he calls it tenacity 🙂 🙂 Ask me but never tell me to do something and the more something is expected of me the more resistant I am lol. We are great together as you say, complexities and all. I don’t think we would be human without that. Arguments are rare but when we do have them we are like any other two mules fighting 🙂

        You know, I think our most serious delusions is when we can’t admit to ourselves we are good at something. Sad we can easily see things in others but not ourselves, but I AM working on it!!!!

        Loving Spring Linne, bouncing around like a new lamb!

  6. You out-did yourself Linne – what a full and interesting post! You are so creative! It was great fun to read and get to know a bit about your friends too. Your Bavarians are getting quite fancy now – who knows where you will end up with them. I hope your summer is going well and you have had a chance to enjoy some outdoors time. I shall look forward to another – maybe shorter – post in the not too far future 🙂 xoxo

    • I read this comment right after you posted it and I thank you for your kind words, Pauline. However, it was after midnight here and I still hadn’t had my supper, so I left answering for now. I’m so glad you enjoyed that massive tome of a post; I never quite know where to quit . . . and I do hate leaving things out 🙂

      The Bavarians have been the perfect solution for what to do while sitting with my Aunty; I grew up when the ‘idle hands’ philosophies were still going strongly and I doubt I’ll grow out of it now . . . although I am quite able to lie under a tree or on a headland overlooking the sea and not notice a whole day disappearing . . . I’ve hardly been outdoors this summer, so that may contribute to my ‘let’s get it over with and just get on with the ice and snow, eh?’ mentality of late. I do hope to be back posting regularly (and more briefly 😉 once the packing is done and the ceilings have been re-surfaced. I’ve been caught between the heat, the overwhelm and the passive resistance to having to spend MORE time trying to please people who may never be truly pleased . . . so I haven’t made the progress I might have done. Hugs to you, my crafty inspiration . . . ~ Linne

Thanks for stopping by my blog! I look forward to reading your comments. ~ Linne

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