In a move that surprises no one, and is probably, by which we mean almost absolutely certainly, driven by my impending return to work and a feeling that I’ve achieved absolutely nothing over the summer/the last year, I’m starting things. Lots of things.
Even though I know that in actual practical terms I will have about the same amount of crafting time while working as I did while staying home with three small children, somehow I feel that all my time is about to disappear in a puff of smoke and I must therefore make all of the things right now.
I’ve started with a hat. Kitty’s birthday cardigan (still waiting for its buttons and a good blocking) took two and a smidge skeins of Malabrigo Rios, leaving me with a nice squishy ball of leftovers that I’m hoping will be just the right amount for a Cabernet Hat. I’m in that early stage where you look at the hat bunched up on the needles, and look across at your tall four year old daughter, and back at the needles again with a little frown. I didn’t take any chances, I know that Kit does not wear anything that says aged 4 on it (or even 5, it’s more like 7-8), so I measured her head and I’m knitting a medium. It should be perfect, but hats always look so little when you’ve only down a couple of inches don’t they.
I’m knitting on with faith and hope, because if it fits Kitty is going to love it (and if it does’t, guess what Elma, you have a new hat!).
In the background, sitting on the arm of the sofa, I’ve got the yarn to cast on a super top secret secret secret project which I’ll be able to tell you all about as soon as a tiny person makes an appearance within the next couple of months, and underneath it my beautiful crochet ripple. Poor thing, it’s been rather neglected since Game of Thrones ended and I could go back to knitting and actually looking at the television when we want to watch something, rather than crochet and merely listening (which if the only way I can watch GofT). It is great for picking up and just doing a couple of stitches, I know exactly where I am in the pattern and row 20 is growing slowly but surely.
When I started it on Boxing Day I had a vision of spending the next Christmas snuggly tucked up underneath it and while I have no doubt that that will be the case, it’s probably going to be because I’m working on row 35. I’m sure if I wasn’t working on anything else I’d finish, sooner, though still probably not by Christmas, but we all know that isn’t going to happen. Maybe I should assign myself a day of the week for crochet, and a day for knitting and a day for sewing and all the rest just to make sure everything gets a turn.
On the other end of the sofa is the little pile of intended sewing projects. I’ve not stopped making the triangle quilt although I did have a bit of a pause over the summer when we went to Europe because even had we been able to get power, there was no way the sewing machine was fitting in the car, and the back of my desk is piled high with lengths of blue and gold chain pieced bunting.
It’s so very pretty but with little ones around it’s not always possible to sneak off to the studio for a little sewing so I’ve been hunting out some hand sewing, starting with the ‘cover kit’ from Cath Kinston’s Patch book which has been on my shelves for goodness knows how long. The pattern is for a tote bag with instructions to make a pillow instead and I think that’s the route I’m going to take. I’ve got a sizeable collection of fabric tote bags and I can just see a pretty Cath-print Dresden Plate cushion sat on one of the girls’ beds.
And then, and this was probably the point where sensible forward planning crossed the watershed, the latest Mollie Makes arrived (issue 57). I love this issue, it’s one of my favourites both in terms of the articles and the projects. I usually find that I like looking at the projects but they rarely scream “make me now”, and then I turned a page and saw this chandelier mobile:
Only in pink, with pink and purple flowers, and maybe a little green if the girls would let me sneak it in.
And then this little zip up bag:
Which I’ve only not started yet because I can’t decide whether it’s the perfect thing for the vintage fabric squares that we got in our Blogtacular goodie bags, all the blue scraps I can find for a seaside sort of effect, or full on glorious technicolour.
Realistically, I’m going back to work next week. I might finish a hat, a row or two on the ripple, or a few more triangles on my quilt, but isn’t it lovely to think and plan and dream, and book up every millisecond of crafting time until next Easter.