The Muse of The Day

A Messenger Bag for Nica May

 

 

This is Nica May's new school bag. No time at all to write, sorry - I am literally going to press publish and run out the door.

Miss you all.

Carolina

Watch Your Words

Did I say "Bring It On" ? I didn't realize mother nature was listening so closely.

It was only 7° F here last night, and let us not even mention the wind chill factor. Last night I slept with a double duvet. I felt like the Princess and the Pea in reverse. I really should watch what I say more closely. I am sure it doesn't only happen to me - you say things you wish you could just swallow back too ... don't you?

For me, with teenagers in the house, it seems like I can NEVER say anything "right enough". If I tell them to take a scarf, they look at me like I am smothering them. If I ask them to go downstairs to get something for me out of the storage area where we keep an extra refrigerator and a freezer, they let out a small groan - just loud enough for me to hear. I always wonder when they groan if they think I might change my mind and say something like " Oh, honey, don't worry. I'll go get it. You just do your thing on your laptop while I wash my hands of all this wonderful gourmet meal I am preparing for you and run downstairs ... after all, dear, we both know I need the exercise." N-O-T

I have to be very careful with my youngest when it comes to what she is wearing. Her Dad, the original "Mr. Clean Jeans" and I are pretty much on her to always be clean. Now, she is a clean kid, but not when it comes to her jeans. She could literally wear the same thing every single day (total opposite of my oldest who I am sure is related to Imelda Marcos of the multitudes of shoe fame). She only has one style of jeans that fit her well. In order for her to always have a clean pair we bought her several of the same ones so that she could rotate them through the laundry. I SWEAR I never see more than one pair. In an effort to not enter into a battle with her over whether or not the jeans she is clad in are clean or not, I offer you my solution:

Now I will be able to tell which jeans are which that are going through the laundry ...

and I won't have to say any words that might not come out "right enough".

Even if she is walking away from me ... at a glance I will be able to tell if those are the jeans I just washed or not.

I would like to tell you that I was going for a homey, handmade look. Then you might be a bit impressed with my results. Unfortunately I was trying my best, but homey and handmade is what I got. Until next time.   Carolina

Inspired By Others

As you know, on this blog I show you what I come up with when I have been inspired by others. Not long ago I got hooked on a blog posted by Gosia, from Poland. She is very creative, and all her work is crisp and neat; a habit I need to work on. Anyways, I am getting off track here. If you go to her blog, Pick & Post , on this actual post    , you will see a card that she drew and had me glued to my laptop monitor for some time. I loved the simplicity of it. The crispness. The purity. So I set off working on a project that would reflect what I gleaned from her post. I started to work on my jean jacket the day after that wedding I went to in Maine a few weeks back.

 

In the hullabaloo of getting back into the groove of things upon our return from our vacation, I forgot all about it. Next thing you know my friend, Alicia , and I were doing our best to tread water with our new sewing project . During the project my friend, Amy did a lovely post on her blog, This & That , that brought my jean jacket back to the fore front. Amy did a post with some beautiful pictures, that to me, represent the essence of summer. The photograph of the Queen Ann's lace brought Gosia back to my mind and I decided to finish the project. Here it is 

 

 

I am sure you would like to see more than a close up so here is that

 
 I added the corner of an antique kerchief I had. I think it balances the whole thing out. What do you think?

Until next time, Carolina