Sunday, March 24, 2013
This time I'm stitching in the Arctic, thinking about the melting Greenland Ice Sheet. It's shades of cream and white- what ever odd balls of wool I can get a hold of: every one a different texture and weight. Mostly I think of what I am making as ridges of stragusi (wind hardened snow) but sometimes they seem more like ice floes floating on the warming water.
I want to make a big afghan to cover my new big bed, in my Polar themed bedroom. I started out thinking of granny squares, but not so colourful since the room is entirely blue and white, but monochromatic granny squares seem much less charming. After too many hours of trial and error, I finally came up with this project of irregular strips because I had enough white/cream wool to start it off. I will probably hook them together with shades of blue to represent the melt.
To tell the truth I needed a portable, modular project which could keep my hands busy while I listened. I have trouble not fidgeting, and keeping my attention engaged in meetings or classrooms but if I'm doing something simple, like crochet, I can stay present, retain information and think clearly. It actually works even better for me than taking copious notes.
Now that I'm finished March's intensive two week training, I'm still grateful to have a project that is easy and portable since most of my projects at the moment tie me to my studio and require intense concentration. I've got Jury Service coming up in April, and this crochet will be my way of surviving the tedium of the selection process. Unfortunately I'm pretty sure no judge would allow me to stitch while actually hearing a case, even though it would make me a better juror.
Saturday, March 09, 2013
I'm hanging out for some decent rain on my garden. A couple of days of drizzle to soften up the ground followed by a couple days of steady downpour to soak in deep would be great, thank you. The official declaration of drought in the Waikato earlier this week was accompanied by a total ban on sprinklers which is fine by me because I have only ever hand-watered my garden. My watering routine is time consuming, but water-conservative.
|A young lemonade tree that was mostly dead when I rescued it from a neglected pot. Planted with nasturtium and chamomile, dug up twice the the neighbour's dog and yet thriving in this dry.|
The young fruit trees planted six months ago get watered once every 2-3 weeks. They are also heavily mulched and most of them were planted on some chunks of rotten wood at the base of the hole to act as water sponges for just these kinds of dry conditions. The trees aren't growing much in this dry, but neither are they dying.
|My never-watered (and slightly weedy) succulent garden with pebble mulch and the washing machine water diversion hose running along the wall to reach the fruit trees in the front yard.|
I start off by showering with a couple of buckets at my feet. I can get up to half of my pot plants (tomatoes, peppers, strawberries, herbs etc) with my shower water. This water includes a little diluted mild vegetable soap and the baking soda and cider vinegar with which I wash my hair, it all seems fine on the garden.
Then I take kitchen rinse water outside to more of the pots. The nutrient-rich rinse water from milk cartons and soaked saucepans also seems to agree with my plants which are continuing to thrive and produce food.
|Washing machine water running out on to bark mulch at the base of the young apple tree|
The latest, and most sophisticated diversion, is from the washing machine. Rather than try and capture buckets of rinse water being pumped from the machine into the tub (which I have done on occasion-its even more of a hassle than emptying the bath) I now poke the hose out the laundry room cat door to flow into a bin squatting unattractively on my front steps. A pipe inserted at the base of the bin channels the laundry water out into a hose which I can direct towards each fruit tree in turn. This means a deep soak for each tree every 2-3 weeks.
|Washing machine hose diverted to a collection barrel with pipe for directing water into a garden hose.|
Sunday, March 03, 2013
|Felting the contour edges in bush-green tones.|
|Felting needles in action|
|Over-stitching with mixed strands of DMC cotton.|
|Looking out across the mountain top|