The Rest of Summer

This summer, well most of it has been a wash out. If it hasn't been raining, it has been overcast and if it hasn't been overcast, it was at least as cold as to warrant a jumper (if not a coat). Everyone I know is sick of me moaning about it. Reading about in the blog world, I seem to follow people who have had wonderfully hot summers. Well not here. However, we are having a spell where the mercury in the thermometer has stayed above 20° C for a while. Today is sunny and if the humidity would just go down, I'd be over the moon. 

Now having had that grump at you, I'll tell you what I have decided.... that irrelevant of the weather, it is time to get into the summer swing. If I don't do it now, I never will and then it'll be November and gloomy before I get into the swing of it. So NO more moaning for me. It is summer, I mean just look outside and you'll see. 

Oh and for those of you who are wondernig about my crafting  mojo.... those boys' Pjs are finished. No pictures yet, I decided to wait for Xmas (when they will be given) to put the elastic in. Nothing worse than having to unpick them as they are too big/small. They look so funny, one pair in 110 and one in 62. One looks so long and one so short. Better get used to that difference.... it is coming along very shortly. 

Reuse, recycle and get back on track!

I have finally got my sewing machine set up in the new place! Yeah.... no news for a very long time. My excuse is manifold (I love that word!): boxes, boxes and more boxes that needed emptying, a job, a family, no photography or crafting mojo, a garden that needed some serious sorting out and a seriously low energy level.

But we rearranged some stuff recently and put up a table (made by my Dad) and the sewing machine on it. I have promised myself, no new projects until the unfinished projects box is empty! Well.... tomorrow I'll post a picture of the unfinished projects box and maybe even some of the contents. Nothing like a bit of self induced pressure to get things done. These were the first things to be "finished". They used to be pjs. But sadly although I really like the pattern, the quality wasn't good and for some reason they shrank a lot. Non-fitting pjs are not the way to go in my book. They were turned into dusters in short shrift. Not exactly a challenging project, but a good way to start and useful too.

Next up, more pjs... mummy ones to boys' ones. But more about them next time.

Back Again

Just a little note to say that I am back again. Since last time I blogged, we've moved house, been on holiday and survived other changes. As slowly the new place is coming together, I intend to have more energy and time to put into showing you what we're up to. Until then here is a little picture from our beautiful holidays in the North of England.

On Top of the World (2)

Happy Wednesday

Hope the week is treating you nicely so far. In Germany some call Wednesday "Bergfest". It means you got half way there already (half way up the mountain, now you just have to get home again). The weekend is approaching. I am quite excited about this weekend as we get the keys to the new place on Saturday. Yipee! Don't know what I am more excited about: having much more room or a garden. Luckily I don't really have to decide, just enjoy (after all the moving work is done). 

(P.S Please excuse the Thursday posting of this Wednesday post. For some reason it didn't upload and I am still trying to work out why)

On Top of The World

We've just returned from yet another "most beautiful place in the world". I have a few of them. They are all characterised by their remoteness and by the lack of other people there. We spent the last week in Engadine. You can see the beauty from these webcams. Some might say that it is not empty here. There are thousands on the slopes.

If you walk these mountains there aren't many and if you go to places other than skilifts and ski place, the silence is so engulfing, you can hear the words uttered by the people over half a kilometer away. Standing on top of the Corvatsch, looking out over the valley I had "Top of the World" by James playing in my mind (sadly, there is no good version on youtube). Lying in in my own bed on Sunday morning, keeping my eyes shut and pretending I wasn't back in this crowded and dirty city, I realised two things. I am most sincerely not a city girl at heart, and Engadine is a somewhere that can be brought home as a feeling. 

I'd like to thank the friends that took us with them (again....and we are always up for this trip) and shared their holidays with us. We had great fun and enjoyed ourselves magnificiently. 

AND I'd like to apologise for the lack of photo. I am having computer problems...... so far unexplainable ones. There is a gremlin in my computer and he is refusing to leave. 

Visiting

This weekend my folks are coming. Yipee! I don't see them often as they live soooo far away. Apart from looking forward to a great weekend, I am looking forward to continuing with this started project. My lovely knitting teacher (you know who you are... :-)) took me to one of her favourite haunts and where she teaches. After dithering for about ten hours at the very least, I treated myself to this box of the softest most beautiful wool. She helped me choose a pattern and off I started. Well one ball half knitted and I realised I'd made a mistake. Having so far only knitted scarves and hats (lots of pictures to come), I wasn't used to paying much attention to what I was doing. Knitting in the train home with one eye on a dog, or whilst chatting or watching TV is not the way to go as a beginner if it involves more than just knitting around and around. A small amount of concentration would have done me good. Anyway the wool is so precious (no I won't tell you what the shopkeeper was happy to take out of my hand for this softness) that I daredent rip it out by myself. My mum is going to oversee this ripping and Mrs. T (haha... it works for both of these knitting ladies) will be most surprised to see what I show you next time I see you.