Sunday, 19 April 2015

frack free.

Just a quick post this morning to support what has been called the biggest demonstration in the world.  Perhaps not in numbers but in space.  There is a car decked out like this every five kilometres from Dubbo, I think to Narrabri.  The demo has also taken off on other highways in NSW.

My sister and her husband were rangers at Mt Kaputar out of Narrabri before their daughter was born so she has taken up a position in the area.  It took her most of yesterday to get there from her place and she is staying on a cotton farm of one of the organisers. It will take most of tomorrow for her to return to her home on Mid North Coast.  On passenger side of the windscreen you can see Freedom, the bear I gave her after her first cancer operation in 1997.  He is much travelled, all over Australia in car and van and has now become politically active.  Click to see more clearly.

Saturday, 18 April 2015

long time, no blog, no see

I have been considering a blog entry for some weeks now.  Like much of what I do now, it has taken me time to get around to it.

Last year knocked me around and blogging was one of the casualties.  I lost all incentive and motivation to do much.  I think there was some depression involved as well.  I could sit on my bedside for twenty minutes getting up the energy to have a shower.  Lots happened and much of it was unpleasant.  Not that all is rosy now, but I do feel more inclined to make an effort.

Miss M lost all her hair from the chemo.  She did not go to school till the beginning of the fourth term up here at the beginning of October.  She had work to do, but was very disinclined to do it. One effect of the chemo.  She is now enjoying school although there are few weeks when she is there every day. She went to school class camp and caught a cold.  It flattened her for at least a month, a result of suppressed immune system.

She visits the oncology clinic at least every fortnight, sometimes more if levels of various blood components are not quite right.  She has been on a dose of oral maintenance chemo for six months now and will have probably another three years of this.  She handle this well, knows what to take, what it does, and how to take it.  This is just as well as much of what she takes is cytotoxic and should not be touched by others.  She is generally cheerful, although one sign of recovery is that she is no longer the centre of attention and she misses being in  the limelight occasionally.

Her hair is growing back.  It's not quite as blonde as it used to be, but has lovely deep bouncy curls which she hates.  She wants long straight hair and wants it yesterday.

This was taken surreptitiously on my phone so detail is not as clear as it could be.  However, the curls can be seen.  The girls spend every second weekend here and life is hectic and noisy.  I love having them but enjoy the quiet on thew Monday following their visit.  We teach them cooking and Big Sister has taken to it and can now follow a recipe easily.  Miss M is not as keen, unless it involves lots of sugar or honey like cornflakes liked with honey.  She could eat lollies all day long if I had them in the cupboard.  With the exception of this photo, all others in this post are with my new camera, Fuji XT1.  I made dozens of hats for the Children's Hospital oncology wards.  Son said  nurse cried when he took in a big bag.

My son is still with me and has had a rough year.  A few days after being told he would be made permanent at work, he was sacked.  The company lost a big contract and laid off a lot of staff.

He found a part time job up the road at the local big supermarket, stacking vegetables etc.  He then found a much better job with an old Australian company which has been around for about a hundred years. He loves this and the staff are all appreciative of his work ethic.  Divorce went through a couple of months ago, but hearings for property and custody are pending.

He was not "out looking," but has found someone else, a lovely person who is thrilled with him and he with her.  It all just happened.  She and I get on well together.

All was not well with others.  Youngest son had to move from the house with the jetty as his housemate was ripping him off.  His ex-partner had a couple of moves and a couple of jobs along with some other unpleasant events.

Eldest son  has taken a long time to recover from the very major back operation just before Christmas 2014.  He still sees surgeon every few weeks, attends a clinic for chronic pain, sees GP every week and physio as well.  He has had a couple of trips to London and Frankfurt for work this year.  The only was he can manage  this is by flying business class with flat bed seats.  He  could not have sitting all the  time and especially not in economy seats.

So lots of depressing things to cope with.  My arthritis has ben really bad for weeks, I can't straighten my fingers and other joints are painful.  I tripped and tore the ligament which joins hip and pelvic girdle.  Walking is difficult and stairs are hard as I can feel the lack of support.  I eventually bought a walking stick which helps, even if much is psychological.

I lent my son my big Nikon camera and he took some amazing photos.  The camera was never around when I wanted it.  I finally gave it to him as present for birthday and Christmas and bought a new one for myself.  This has helped my general mood as I experiment.  It was definitely not cheap but it has a wonderful reputation and eldest son has one, an older model is shown in the picture.  It is lovely to use and very versatile.  I have been using it on full manual for several weeks now.  It is a Fuji XT1. Very vintage looking.

Here are a few more which I have taken recently.  The service station at night was taken without a flash, as was the picture of one of my shelves. Settings can go much higher than many other cameras without graininess.  This one took a lot of experimenting to keep the soft ambiance of the lighting but having clarity of the objects on my shelf.  Clicking on any of the photos will give a larger image.

I have done almost no knitting for at least three months.  My fingers are sore and curved and I can't flatten them.  I took a lot of children's hats to the hospital, for both girls and boys and all sizes from toddlers to teens.  I have started a cowl for a woman who's husband has been a big support for my son.  A thank you gift. The fingers feel a bit better so I may give it a try soon.  A little at a time.

This picture illustrates bokeh, the blurring of the background with a focal point in the foreground.  This is one of the lilli pillis on the balcony.  The effect comes from opening the aperture wide, much wider than the light suggests should be the setting.  I have  two lenses, one a 35 mm which is equivalent in Fuji to 52 mm and the other, a macro lens of 60 mm, in Fuji it would be 90 mm.

Well, this is probably more than long enough.  I will try to be more regular and hopefully posting  will help with the depression as the lovely new camera does.  Money well spent.  Son got really good deals for me from his favourite camera place and has given me a few elementary lessons. Various bits and pieces  were thrown in to the deal for me as well.  Extra battery ($80) card reader and other bits and pieces. The manual is now well thumbed as I have learnt my way around it.

Thursday, 10 July 2014

caressa small head

My youngest son is now in late 30s.  Before he was born, a friend made for him a set of leggings and a top from blue Patons Caressa.  They wore and washed well.  A few years ago, I found Caressa was still on sale and I bought a couple of balls.  I have no idea if I used them or what they made but I found some more in a box of 8 ply the other day.

I have been making chemo hats, hat after hat.  It helps my state of mind and I like to think that every hat made is another little head warmed.  My son tells me that hats are always in demand at Westmead Children's oncology, and it's a way to show gratitude for Miss M's treatment.

I use only good yarn, with alpaca, merino, cashmere, silk etc as part of the mix.  Miss M had tried some hats on but said they were scratchy.  However, she approves of mine.

I made a couple with the Caressa and they felt fine.  I was surprised to see that it was still available.

Here are some of them.  The grey/blue mix near the bottom is Caressa.

My eight year old grandson unexpectedly spent a few days here last week.  He was impressed with the hats and went through the pile.  "This is for a teenager, this one is a toddler, I would wear that one," and so on.

My son took around twenty hats to the hospital today.  Winter has struck here and today has an icy wind blowing, so hopefully  they will all warm some bare little head soon.

Life has been humdrum here and at times unpleasant.  I have not been sleeping well some nights and seem to have pulled a tendon or ligament in my groin.  I thought at first it was hip trouble but have observed symptoms closely.  Exercises will help but are unpleasant to do.  They are to strengthen muscles to help hold everything in place.  Walking is slow and sometimes painful. Sudden movement is painful.  Stairs are very painful and I am grateful for a lift in this building.  Sitting is just fine but exercise is also needed.

I had more than I really wanted last Saturday.  Miss T, big sister to Miss M, turned 12 the week before.  Her mother had not had parties for any of the children for several years, so her Dad decided he would have one this year.  It was held at the Armory which is on reclaimed river land beside the Parramatta River, a mile or so upstream from where I grew up.  There are lots of pieces of play equipment and BBQs etc and it is very popular.

We invited friends from school and other areas of her life and had not only cousins and uncles and aunts, but over twenty girls attend.  It was freezing and we walked across quite a large area to get to somewhere with just a bit of shelter.  We had pass the parcel which was very popular but otherwise they preferred to play on equipment.  Lots of lovely presents and she had an absolute ball.

That night he took her to Luna Park for some one on one time.  Again she had a great time and we  have a beautiful picture of them both on a ride.  Life has been tough for her lately and unpleasant for us.  Lots of passive aggression from her mother and resistance to  any arrangements being made.

Miss M has about six weeks left of the last, hopefully,  aggressive chemo.  After that, it will be checkups at the clinic and chemo given there.  This lot is making her very lethargic.  The big black circles have gone from her eyes, but her face is pale and the eye stand out in it.  She is back in the wheelchair and stayed in it all through the party, well rugged up.  The diabetes and pancreatitis is back, but hopefully will go.  She looks pretty bad but are assured her results are just what specialist wants, so have to accept that.

What was good at the party was that there was a school mate of Miss T's there.  She has just been officially declared in remission and her hair has grown back in beautiful ringlets.  It was encouraging for all of us to see her, although she has some issues with bone density caused by the chemo.

My mother had a magic touch with African  violets and they bloomed well for her.  She loved flowers and a pretty garden but was not a gardener.  However, African violets thrived under her care. I do not have that touch passed down to me.  This plant was part of a birthday present given to my eldest son several years ago.  He passed it straight over to me and it has bloomed on and off in the years I have had it.  However I had not had any flowers on it for the best part of a year and I wondered if it needed repotting or was on its way out.  Then suddenly, these flowers appeared.  There are more flowers coming.  It may be a swan song on the part of the plant, but I am enjoying them.

I have decided not to do any hats for a while.  It may be because I packaged them up to go to the hospital.  Who knows?   Last night was disturbed by a recurring stupid dream where I was making a new hat and writing the pattern down.  Over and over, I would knit in my dream, then rip it out and try something different.  I think I will go back to a  shawl for a while.  I have an Aestlight on the needles and am still on the garter stitch section.  I have made several of these and am planning on giving this to a friend from Adelaide in September.

Wednesday, 18 June 2014

fraternal hats

All these three hats come from the same ball of Bendigo alpaca.  The difference in colours is due to the light.  I possibly have enough left on the ball to make another small sized hat, but am now knitting yellow for a bit of a change.  My son asked for some smaller hats to be made as well as those with around 80 stitches in a thicker yarn.  One little mite whom they knew at the hospital was diagnosed with leukaemia at three months old.  She didn't quite make her third birthday, although an early party was held for her.  The bottom hat is a downsized version of Odessa which I originally downloaded way back in 2003.  I've made several of this pattern over the years, easy, attractive, quick.  I've even done one with beads but don't think they are suitable for a chemo hat for a sensitive scalp.  The top hat is slightly flatter across the decreases than the second.

Miss M starts the last of the intensive chemo in this original blast of treatment in a few days.  It will probably trigger another bout of diabetes.  Hopefully, that will go in a couple of months when this cycle ends.  She's pretty brave and pricks her fingers for blood sugar level tests every couple of hours.  Not up to doing the injections herself and I hope it disappears before she is old enough for that.  Chickenpox is still doing the rounds at her school, so she has not been attending there.  Her resistance is very low to pretty well anything, and even a cold is a major illness for her.

I don't mind making hats in different sizes.  It's a bit of variety in the knitting.  Heads come in different shapes and sizes and what fits one, won't fit another.  The current knit has eighty stitches and blocks of alternating purl and plan stitches.  I'd like  to do some lace patterns and think they would probably be OK.  Son is not so sure, as the chemo makes the skin very sensitive to sunlight and the scalp can burn easily, even in winter.

It's finally turning to winter.  The nights are getting decidedly chilly and the other morning it was only 4° C here, which is cold for close to the sea in Sydney.  I have seen it colder but not often.  Today is beautiful, very sunny although the morning was cold.  We've had some needed rain as well.

Last week I bought a large rug online for a very reasonable price.  It is to go in the lounge room and is 2.5 by 3.3 metres.  It will cover quite a bit of my plain grey carpet which was the original installation.  Today is Wednesday.  Last Friday I had an email from the courier company that it would be her yesterday.  No rug, no email, no phone call, no message.  Not happy Jan.  That is quite a few days to arrange the delivery and the courier firm had it in their possession on the Friday.  I will give it till later this afternoon before I make a call.  I hate chasing stuff up.  This company is not the one run by Auspost which has a very bad reputation, but  is not much above it.

I am a grammar and spelling pedant.  I make typos, but try to find them, but spelling mistakes are another thing altogether.  It seems that there is very little proofreading done these days.  I guess many of the sub-editors on the Sydney Morning Herald have been pensioned off or just sacked.  The grammar and spelling there gets worse, almost every week.

My son sent this picture from his local Central Coast train station which is being upgraded.  There are many notices around, most warning of danger of glass, equipment etc.  The Transport Minister is known here as Our Glad.  She is fussy about such things as train guards wearing trousers and not shorts.  She does not like knobbly knees.  Trains running on time or cancellations do not seem to be as important to her.  However, any way one looks at this photo, something is wrong.  No proofing apparently.  I am surprised that "maintenance" has been done correctly.

Thursday, 12 June 2014

hats for the hydra or... four heads are better than one

I have been working on chemo hats for the Children's Oncology wards at Westmead.  Three wards, each with baskets for donations.  My son can drop them off in the afternoon even if Miss M is not an inpatient, as he works nearby.  Hats are always needed, they treat many hundreds of children with cancer a year.  Miss M was  reluctant to try my hats at first as she had tried the donations and many were knitted with yarn which felt scratchy to her.  She wasn't keen on the acrylic either.  However, she knows I use good yarn and is happy to wear what I made for her.  She's also happy that any I donate are made  from good quality yarn too.

They are a great way of using up stash yarn.  Heaven knows I could knit hundreds and not need to buy yarn.  I find that knitting a variety of hats makes them less boring.  So there are stripes, ribs, some lace, different styles.

The yellow and grey are made from Bendigo five ply and are quite soft.  The yellow is a beret style with a picot edge.  The grey is the pattern Coronet which is free on Ravelry, although my pattern was downloaded well before Ravelry in 2003.  It's originally for 8 ply but using 5 ply downsized it automatically for me.  I'm going to make Odessa for the next hat.  Again, it's an old pattern to me and I have made quite a few.  No beads though, I don't want a tender scalp to be irritated by them.

The other two  are made from Quince and Co in Owl or Owl Tweet.  That's an Aran weight.  I cast on eighty stitches, knit till it looked around the  right length and decreased.

There is one more hat with a pink strip around the edge from the Powderpuff Suzyhausfrau Aran.  However, I can't find a photo of that.  It was dark green with  a narrow strip near the border which used up the very last of the oink from the Acadian shawl.

This photo of the Acadian shawl was taken a couple of days ago when it was straight off the needles and as yet unblocked.  There was a break in the grey light outside, so I took advantage of that.  The pattern is free on Ravelry, easy to do.  The yarn is lovely to work with, soft and pleasant through the fingers.  It's also very warm.

The wrap is still unblocked.  The weather has been damp.  when it wan't damp, it was wet.  The yarn is thick and I didn't want it hanging around for days to dry.  It will be snug and cosy now that winter seems to be finally arriving.

As always, clicking on the image will enlarge it.

I said that I was going to try for two hats a week.  This is four hats over three weeks.  Arthritic fingers and other joints didn't help.  However, I can't let it bother me if I don't keep up.  My knitting is not meant to produce anxiety for not keeping to the standards I originally set.  Any hat is another little head kept warm and is better than no hat at all.  Knitting is a means of relaxation and meditation for me and it isn't that if I worry about keeping up.

I have been using my swift a lot lately.  I love it and it has made winding yarn ever so much easier.  I used to use one end of the rectangular table on the balcony to hold the yarn but this is so much quicker and I now have a different table.  The ball winder is great, but it slips a bit on my glass table.  I think I will try a bit of non-slip rubber on the top as well as the base of the clamp.

Miss M seems to be well and is certainly enjoying three weeks without being admitted as an inpatient.  Next week sees the start of the last few weeks of the intensive chemo which started on New Year's Day with the diagnosis.  That is another  eight weeks.  If all goes well, there will be clinic administered maintenance doses and regular testing after that for a very long time.  Some years.  If she becomes sick with any infections, she has to be taken straight to hospital for monitoring as an inpatient, as the body has little to fight infections.

Wednesday, 4 June 2014


I have been making steady progress on the Acadian shawl.  It will block to perhaps more than a wrap but not really a shawl.  I have done 13/23 repeats of the diamond edging, so am over halfway to the finish.  I have only three more repeats before I start the decreasing in the body of the knitting.

The Aran weight yarn is lovely to knit, soft on the fingers and I am enjoying the pink which is not a colour I would normally choose for myself.  I am wondering just what I am going to block this on.  The picture shows less than half of the knitting and it will be bigger when blocked.  Now if my spare bed were available it would be good.  However, son now sleeps in that room, so I can hardly take over his bed with a wet piece of knitting.

I just realised he'll be away from Friday morning till late Monday of this coming long weekend.  If I get a move on and finish the knitting, I may be able to use his bed to oread out the knitting on a blanket.

It's finally beginning to cool down.  Still too warm in the middle of the day but the nights are getting colder.  It was 6° here yesterday morning around 7:30.  The colder night gave me a wonderful sleep, eight hours without stirring.  I haven't slept as well as that for a very long time.  It was lovely to wake and see how long I had slept without waking even once. A little bit warmer this morning but still chilly and beautifully sunny.  The sun fills most of my lounge room early theses days as it's low enough in the winter sky to come straight in under my balcony roof.  Very pleasant it has been too, to have my second  cup of coffee in the sunshine.

It's a bit weak looking here but it's not long up and there was some fog outside.  While it's been a bit nippy, I haven't had the heater on much at all this year yet, perhaps just twice in the evening.  Gas costs have risen enormously, so if I cam make do without the heater, then I will.  I've been fine with an extra layer on at night but won't hesitate to turn it on if needed.

Waste not, want not, take two.  I darned a pair of socks a few weeks ago and went to wear them again today.  They are old, absolutely nothing fancy but I have always liked them  They are made from Lionbrand Magic Stripes yarn which came from an online shop in Melbourne at least twelve years ago if not more.  As I said, nothing fancy at all.  It's called sport weight.

There was another hole in them,  Nothing surprising, you say, considering their age. Perhaps not but this hole was in a strange place and I think that somehow I must have pulled a thread.  It was in the middle of the top of the instep, right before the cuff of the leg.

So I sat down just after breakfast in the sun which was just coming in then.  What a virtuous feeling darning produces!

I pulled out my cowrie shell which was always used for darning.  I think there was a larger one, but this size works too.  I know people who used an old light bulb or even an orange to slip into the sock to stretch out the hole for easy darning.

My grandmother taught me to darn, very many years ago.  I am very much out of practice but want to wear these socks as long as possible.  I remember when Woolworths and Coles as variety stores selling hanks of  multi-coloured strands of darning wool.  There were hanks in grey tones, brown tones and blue tones.  That's a long time ago too, well before the advent of nylon socks or other mixes of yarn,

I split some very dark grey yarn into its plies. The aim was to match the thickness of the thread  to the thickness of darning  yarn as well as possible.  This makes a smooth, non-lumpy darn. I was not worried about the colour and had nothing to actually match the sock.  After all, who will see it apart from myself?

I ran a thread of small running stitches in a  square right around the hole.  Just into the solid knitting.  This stabilises the material and forms a good base for the darn.

I then criss-crossed the hole with yarn from one side of the square to the other, catching in any stray actual stitches possible.  Threads should lie as closely as possible together.  Picture shows this in progress.  My grandmother  could place threads so closely together that they looked like solid material.  I was never able to get them as close together as she considered necessary.

When the hole has been filled, turn the sock around 90 degrees.  Work the needle under and over the base of threads which now lie at right angles to your work.  extend the dar into the solid part of the sock and again, place the threads as closely together as possible.  Keep an even tension and don't pull tightly on the yarn as this will cause uncomfortable lumps int the dar, which will irritate the foot.

Weave in the ends and voilĂ  your sock has been mended.  As I said, it gives a virtuous feeling of making something useful again.  After all, the socks took a lot of time and effort to make.  Why not mend if possible?

Wednesday, 28 May 2014

on a roll

I'm on a roll.  Another chemo hat finished and washed and I'm planning on a ribbed hat for a boy for the next.  Perhaps even one with a pompom. On such a roll that I had better be careful not to fall over.  It's happened before.

This is a child's beret.  I'm sort of happy with it but was decidedly unhappy with the pattern and won't link.  It wasn't originally written in English and it has the feel of having been translated in Babel fish or similar.  It was very stilted.

Now I'm experienced in doing hats, in knitting in the round.  There were times I had  to peer closely at the picture to work out what the instructions were really saying.

It's a bit over the top too.  Picot edge where hem is done later.  No mention of knitting the hem which makes a much neater and stronger finish than sewing it.  A twisted rib, lace and the pattern called for more decorations to be handknit and then sewn on.  I think not.

Renae at Suzy hausfrau is expanding her range to include her own label of sustainably produced merino.  She introduced it at the Old Bus Depot Markets a few days ago.  I didn't get there, wasn't even aware they were on, although I've now remedied that in my calendar.  Roll on next year! She started with several colours in an Aran weight and will introduce more and hopefully other weights in her online store from the beginning of June.  She had just a few skeins left over after the markets and I managed to get three in a colour called powder puff.   I am not really a pink person but this is lovely.  A soft dusky pink with some white through it.  The wool itself is beautiful to use and it flows easily through my fingers.  There are also pictures of the  wool on her Facebook page with a link from the shop site.

So what to make with this?  I decided on the Acadian shawl/wrap from Ravelry.

It's a free download from Ravelry.  The stocking stitch section increases by a stitch on every knit row and the motif is an easy sixteen rows.  There are  seven motifs in the first section and I've now done four.  Nine motifs make up the middle section and there are another seven motifs decreasing back to the original seventeen stitches.

That's not a nupp in the middle.  Instead, it's three stitches which are wrapped  four times in a similar way to making a  short row.  It looks quite effective and is easy to do.

Now for some lunch in the sun and unseasonal warmth outside.  After that I will cast on another chemo hat, this time for a boy.  I have plenty of Bendigo five and eight ply in my stash in a variety of colours.  Enough to keep me going on these hats for a long time.

Monday, 26 May 2014

a yarnover too far

I had two granddaughters here for most of the weekend.  Social creatures as they are, they each had a birthday party to go to.  Fortunately at much the same time and in neighbouring suburbs so son had only one trip for them.

Last time there was MESS! everywhere.  They are messy at home, but it won't work here.  Not enough room and too easy to leave things here.  Then their mother is annoyed when only one sock of a pair makes it back.  I kept a a fairly tight rain on such things and we even managed to get a load of washing done and dry to go back home.

While they were out socialising, I spent quite a bit of time on one of the chemo hats.  Beret style, with lace.  For a long time I  could not work out why the pattern was astray, not lining up.  I finally realised there were two stitches too many in the row, two errant yarnovers, which threw everything out.  The beret is now about half finished.  It's 5 ply in some yellow Bendigo wool I have had for quite a while.  Still lots of stash to use up and chemo hats are quick projects.  Next one will be more for a boy.

Miss M was very happy to be well enough for a party.  She looks quite reasonable although she has dark circles around her eyes.  She's very independent, hates the thought of having a rest, insists on pumping up her airbed.  Independence is a good thing in attitude to overcoming leukaemia, but she needs to learn that sometimes a rest for 30 minutes is necessary.

Yesterday my son taught the two of them how to make scones.  Their mum does not have the patience to teach them cooking, just as their cousins' mum won't bother.  However, both their dads are good cooks and are teaching their children how to cook, both meals and snacks. Actually my three sons are all good cooks.  I started early with them.

These scones turned out well and made a delicious Sunday afternoon tea with a cup of Irish Breakfast for me.  I use a very basic recipe, flour, salt and milk.  This was along the same lines.  I would have made them a bit browner on top, but they were cooked through.  I don't usually like gluten free products.  These were a good exception.  Self raising  gluten free flour, a pinch of salt, about half a teaspoon of additional baking powder to what was in  the flour.  Thickened cream to mix and make them rich.  They had fun cutting them out with fluted scone cutters and we had a pleasant afternoon tea.

Friday, 23 May 2014

chemo hats again

My son took the two hats I finished earlier to the hospital even though Miss M was discharged from the round of chemo  on Wednesday afternoon.  He met the mother of another little girl patin who knew Miss M wasn't there and asked why he was there.  He showed her the hats and said he was just dropping them off into one of the several baskets each of the three oncology wards has sitting around.  She felt the hats and commented on the softness and quality of the yarn.  He told her, "Mum doesn't use cheap and nasty yarn in anything," and asked if she would like one.  She chose one of the two and then cried that someone might make things like that from expensive yarn just to donate.

Even before all this leukaemia business erupted into our lives, I have always had a policy of not giving presents which I would not like to receive  or anything cheap and shoddy.  She recognised the good stuff and I was pleased I had used it.

I'm now working on another two hats.  One I could do with my eyes closed, in a thickish alpaca.  The other is more of a lace beret in a finer wool and I will need to follow the pattern for it.  Just a way of gratitude for the care taken of Miss M these last few months.

This lot of chemo is the last in this cycle.  She actually gets two or three weeks before the next lot of tests and chemo.  I think that round can be given in the clinic each week without a full admission unless she picks up an infection.

We will have at least the girls here this weekend.  Not sure about the Teenager.  My son wants to take the wheelchair and take them to the city for the first night of VIVID the light festival on Sydney Harbour.  Lots of beautiful lights and ethereal shapes.  A lot will depend on Miss 12 who has been in  Canberra all week with her class.  She is not a night owl and is perfectly happy falling asleep wherever she is, so she may not have missed too much sleep.

I was minding them all one night at their aunt's place.  Miss 12 disappeared during a game of hide and seek.  I think she was Miss 8  sat the time.  She was found after some searching in her hiding spot under the big dining table, fast asleep on the floor.

Now, because it's Friday, a recipe from Gourmet Traveller, I think.  It was nice as the bacon I used is well smoked by a small supplier to my fruit and veg guy.  The original recipe called for m ashes pumpkin on top if puff pastry but I used sweet potato as that was what I had.  Spread the mash mix to within  about a centimetre of the edge of the pastry.  Cover with strips of bacon and using about a tablespoon of good maple syrup and a pastry brush, brush the syrup onto the bacon.  Cook in a hot oven.  It was different and good and an easy way for another vegetable serve.  It doesn't need lashings of syrup.

Sunday, 18 May 2014

waste not, want not

So the saying goes.  Or perhaps, "use what's to hand," only this time it applies to yarn, not the leftovers in the fridge.

Like many of us, I have lots of small balls of wool, often expensive stuff.  This time I had various bits and pieces of the Quince and Co Owl, a 10 ply.

I have made Miss M six different style and weights of chemo hats.  She also has a straw hat her mother bought.  She doesn't need more.  However, I am starting on hats for the three oncology wards at the Children's Hospital.  The hospital treats several thousand children a year. My son tell me they each have several baskets for donations.

Both of these are the Quince and Co and were quick knits.  The green has been washed, the other needs to be washed before sending it out.  It feels good to have done them for donation and feels good also that I have perhaps two metres of the blue and three of the red left and that's it.  I do have more free, as I bought more in case the cowl for DIL needed it when used double.  I'll look and see if I can find something to use as a contrast.  The red hat is nowhere near  as belled out as the picture would suggest.  I think it's the angle the phone was held at which gives that impression.

It's Sunday morning here and son has just left for the hospital.  It's Miss M's several days in for the intensive  chemo.  Last time she was in an extra couple of days for the chemo to leave her body.  He won't be back till late Tuesday evening, although he will be at work on Monday and Tuesday.  The night shifts are tiring as she has observations done every two hours and he is awake for them.

This is the last session in this round of chemo and it has been an intense, often unpleasant time.  I don't know  what's next.  We do have a schedule but as the names mean little to us, we wait till we are told more by staff.  What we do know is that the doctors are pleased with her progress.  We can't really go beyond that, although I see how tired she still is, how the chemo affects her concentration and similar.  Still, they say they are pleased, so I have to accept that.

Wednesday, 14 May 2014

Boston cowl

One finished Boston cowl which still needs blocking to increase its length.  When I finished it last night, the light was too poor for a photo.

Blocking will give it several inches more in length.  DIL loves it and will look for a fabulous button for it.  I could probably find one she likes as we have similar tastes, but I'll let her choose it and have made do with a shawl pin for the photo.

It's made from my current obsession, Quince and Co Owl, colour bog.  The Owl is ten ply, worsted weight and it was done on 10 mm Addi clicks.  It took me quite a while to get used to such enormous needles and at first I could do only a couple of rows at a time as my fingers hurt.  The yarn is used double to get something  approximating  super bulky.

The pattern is very easy and comes in several sizes.  DIL bought it but I would have just winged it and made up my own.  It is really nothing more than a rectangle with a buttonhole in top corner and then a button sewn in middle of opposing side.  She does knit, but hasn't reached the stage of being able to see what was done to construct something.

While we are looking at my red cabinet, here's a picture of the present Miss 11 bought for me from her school's Mothers' Day stall.  It has springs for legs so wobbles.  She took the picture. The first was poor as there was little daylight so she turned flash on.  It really needs more ambient light as well as the flash.

Mothers' Day stalls have certainly changed.  When my sons  were in Infants and Primary, parents sent a gift to the value of $5 and then sent $5 for child to buy a  gift.  Somehow, I never seemed to get anything approaching the value of what I had sent.  I do remember opening a present one year as son looked on with excitement in his  eyes. It was the lid of a large aerosol can, filled with plaster of paris, plastic flowers around the edge and a cheap  candle plonked in  the middle.  Of course, I made the usual responses about it and thanked him profusely.  I then moved on to the present from his brother.  I could hardly believe it and didn't know whether to laugh or cry as I opened an identical present.  I kept them in the sideboard cupboard for very many years, a fact which they both remembered last Sunday.

Dil was here for a pleasant Mother's Day lunch on Sunday.  She loved the hat I did for her as shown in previous blog entry.  I guessed the size and it was just right.  We had a pleasant time and my sons did the baked chicken lunch with chicken and vegetables cooked slowly.  Another son made his famous gravy and we had a very relaxed time.

Having  Miss M, her brother and sister here over most of the weekend was noisy, messy and chaotic.  They went home to have lunch with their mother on Mothers' Day, so a relaxing meal was just what was needed.  Miss M had been in hospital six days instead of the usual four and was tired from being woken every night several times for observations.  Not only was she  tired,  but she was cranky with her brother and we had several very noisy tantrums from her.  Stamping, screaming, yelling and a total meltdown.  She used to throw them regularly but I hadn't seen one for several years.  The illness has brought a sense of entitlement with it.  Certainly not fostered by hospital or family, but part of the whole process I guess.

Here she is teasing her big sister by trying to tickle her feet under the blankets of the sofa bed.

She loves her onesie, although it looks to me to be uncomfortable to actually use.  It's made of some artificial material and I would not like  the feel of it.  It's not the usual fleece but is soft and feels totally artificial and clammy to me.

Miss 11 has rejoiced in having the use returned of both her arms.  The casts have been removed and she has resumed playing Saturday soccer.  I wonder about the wisdom of this, but trying to shield them from every danger is not a possibility.  She is a bit of a model as can be seen from the photo.  I asked her how she was going at school, as she is bright but has had a very disrupted year with Miss M's illness.  She told me, "real good."  I automatically corrected that to, "really well," and she looked at me puzzled.  I think that's par for the course in her area.

Friday, 9 May 2014

something actually finished

Finally, some finished and blocked objects to show.  However,  first a word from our sponsor of warning.

When weaving in ends of  wool, be careful not to let any scraps fall on the  floor.  They play havoc, big time, with the roller brush on the vacuum cleaner.  Just saying.

So what is done  and blocked?

First up are gloves for my grandson.  He lost the pair from last year and asked for more.  He has since found them, out of place after a move, but I have made this pair from leftover yarn and made them with a long cuff to do next year.  That is, if these don't get lost too.  They are from Quince and Co Owl.

They look peculiar with the extra long cuff, but he likes them and they fit quite well.  Hopefully they will still fit his hand next year and the extra length will be fine on his wrist.

I have possibly enough left over to make still another striped pair but think I will put it away till next year.  The Quince and Co Owl worsted is very cosy and knits up well.

More Quince and Co Owl in this hat.  This time it is a new release, Owl Tweet.  Worsted weight again, but with a tweedy nubbly finish.  Colour is sooty and again it is from the  Australian distributor Suzyhausfrau  It is very pleasant to knit.  This is for the birthday next month of one daughter in law.  I usually knit something but this time she asked  me to knit a cowl and a hat and provided the yarn.  Hat was quick, and I have started the cowl which is very basic but just the sort of thing she likes.  I think I started it after lunch one day and it was finished after lunch the next.  No, I did other things than knit as well.

My final finished object is the Mairi shawl.  Link in post below this one from Ravelry and it as a free download.  The border is knit first, then filled in at the corner with short rows in the pattern and then the second half of border is done.  Stitches are picked up along the border and  the shawl is then knit with four decreases every second row.  My sister is not a shawl person whereas I am.  However, I think it might be for her  birthday in a few months.  She often complains of being cold across the shoulders when watching TV at night.  This is light and warm and should be cosy.

Now I must  away and make sure the place is suitable for two young granddaughters.  Miss M is doing  well and the doctors are happy with her progress.  This has been the week for chemo.  She went in last Sunday and normally would be out on Wednesday afternoon or Thursday morning.  She is still there as she is not allowed home while there is any trace of the chemo in her body.  I am assuming she will be here with her sister for the weekend.  She will hopefully be able to attend school at least some of next week.