Monday, October 27, 2014

The View From the Cave


Still all about Outlander
Or Voyager

One of the most haunting images from this book, one that always sticks with me
is that of Jamie's time alone in the cave.

Here is my ode to outlaws and rebels and loneliness


A shawl the color of sunlight through bracken and fading leaves
Simple garter stitch in chunky yarn


Trimmed with bits of fabric salvaged from trips home
Old and worn but still filled with the warmth of home and hearth


Like the arms of a loved one wrapped around your shoulders

Hoping for the day their touch will be real and not imagined
Longed for

What unimaginable loneliness and sorrow
Clinging to life and hope and memory

Sunday, October 12, 2014

the Faire

I had to give up knitting for a bit and do some sewing,
Very important sewing...
Joe's first Ren Faire experience,
And Nellie's first time back since she was tiny



Cloudy provides quality control and measuring assistance to all sewing projects


Joe and Hershey liked their new cloaks so much they put them on straightaway
And fell asleep in them.  Sewing success!
(Cloaks are half circle construction...found on google,
Half circle Hobbit Cloak)


How do you put a cloak on over your fairy wings?
This was my big challenge


Solved by making a hole to slip the wings through,
We'll patch it up with some pretty fabric later....
It will go from "hole to accommodate wings" to "design choice"

And so........


 After several days of manically sewing cloaks
It was finally Faire day.


One and a half hours of driving through beautiful
fall filled scenery we arrived


Myself , my two youngest, and honorary auntie, Tammy.
That's Tammy with Nellie


And me with my not so little little ones....



There was chili in boules, pizza


And enormous turkey legs
(And warm honey mead for me)


And fire juggling, jousting, hand cranked carnival swings,
Pirate boats, rope ladders,
And more jousting.
Too much fun for picture taking



Fun, lots of fun and cozy warm cloaks to keep us warm
because fall was being very fallish


So let your freak flag fly and hit your local 
Renaissance Faire.
You'll be glad you did....
We were!