Cotton Wool

To say I like colors to match is a little bit misleading, while I love a good contrast, a perfect match that’s beautifully coordinating, takes me to a whole other place. To prove it, I made a cute milky chocolate bag all in one fabric, in my usual style, just to see how it would look to be completely matched throughout. I used a standard weight cotton so it had to be interfaced, and yes I’m still terrible at iron on interfacing and yes it looks like elephant skin ..but I think it might have partly been my technique, because I’ve actually read the directions since and you are supposed to use a lot of steam! I should probably just stick with sew in interfacing, sturdy canvas/cotton duck for my structure. The handles are okish, slightly plump from using a fleece interfacing inside, but I’m rough on handles and like them to stay looking brand new even after hard use, and these will crumple, I mean they already are, but in a pinch and if I didn’t have spools of cotton webbing on hand, these would work perfectly fine, not to mention they match exactly. I like the drawstring, I might even like the look better than cord, but it’s not as smooth of a draw closed as cording, so that’s something.

..but I still really really love it..

l feel like I haven’t knit much, things are getting done but almost don’t count because they’ve mostly been repeat stuff, my favorite makes, my mindless knits, socks, hats, the same old same old comfort knitting.

I cast on a Tiny Tassels in my favorite Koigu wool because it was one of the oldest queued patterns in my library and one of the oldest yarns in my stash, and the combination felt boring enough to be thoroughly enjoyable.

I made a glow in the dark bottle of milk (stitch marker) for my new shawl and a funny little strawberry shaker for my new elephant bag.

Using a dk weight wool for a larger shawl.

A finished tassel-less Tiny Tassels, not sure if it will ever get tasseled either.

..but I still I really really love it..

It’s Friday and I hope you’re doing alright. 💕

a year

A birthday book and the makings of an anniversary mask. It’s hard to remember back to the beginning, back a whole year, a year of getting caught up and overwhelmed and angry in the sadness of it all. A year tucked away with my little family, lucky enough to have what we need and time enough to adjust to learn to do life differently. I don’t know, so much emotion is bunched up inside, and it sounds cheesy to say I’m different because of it, better for it, but it kind of feels like that, out growing myself in ways I didn’t even realize were necessary.

A year of using what I have, like taking fabric that I once made into curtains and recycling it into a bouquet for my face, finally (almost) using up that entire giant spool of black elastic that I bought years ago for making my “Midori” style planners.

A year of trying so many different flat metal flexible things wrapped in duct tape just to get a good nose seal, “wrapped in duct tape” because I sewed them into place INSIDE the mask and didn’t want it to rust when washed ..this was before I realized I could sew a little sleeve on the OUTSIDE of the mask and make the metal nose piece removable (lightbulb) and also before actual metal nose bars were a thing you could buy.

A year of sewing matching masks for my parents ♡

Mask upgrade in three pictures and a lifetime supply of the softest ear friendly elastic and metal nose pieces.

A year of trying my best ♡