First, we have the aforementioned blue butterfly wings....at least, that's what this print says to me. There is a little distortion in the colour, the cloth in the background is really white - I didn't realise morning light in my sewing room has a pink tinge.
The green and yellow spot fabric was, I think, one of the strips in the strip scrap bag purchased some years ago, and the blue was very useful in my 'Summertime blues' quilt.
While thinking about the colour choices for the gold tree I looked up the word 'khaki', and found out the word means 'soil coloured'. The examples in that article range from light gold, through tan, to deep olive green....but they are all considered 'khaki'! So perhaps my tree trunk is khaki rather than gold, although I like the connotations of gold better.
A rich gold tree, taken just a minute after the previous photo on the same white surface.
The tan fabric used for the trunk and branches, if memory serves me correctly, was once purchased as a background; it has some yellow in it, which makes it sit well with the gold.
This week's trees on - believe it or not - a white surface.
This is the Big Basket of Batiks.
There is a lot more fabric in it that you would think; indeed, it's quite heavy. The fabric stack reaches over nine inches high.....perhaps it's time to find another container! Smaller pieces, including strips, are in their own much smaller basket.
Words have been read, stitches have been sewn. The binding on Autumn Rhapsody is coming along nicely, a few more sewing sessions and it will be done, yay! The hanging sleeve still needs to be made and attached - it won't be beautifully sewn down either, I can tell you - and the label covered, but there are still ten days to get that done. You can do it, you can, I keep telling myself.....notes have been plinked and songs sung. The Thursday ukulele group is progressing, I joked that we should call ourselves 'The Hummers and Strummers'....we still might do that.
The caravan is cleaned out ready for sale. We will hitch it up and drive to a flat road to take pics, inside and out; we live on a hill, so getting photos here without making the van look as though it is leaning unevenly will not be easy. We have even started planning our first van-less trip for many years. Next month is our Canberra son's birthday, so our annual trip down south will be a little different this year. With the exception of trips to Canberra for our son's wedding and to meet The One And Only Grandkid for the first time, every trip we have taken since that first trek in March 1998 has been with the van.
Here's an interesting story I found earlier today - I didn't know that we had two Canadian-made totem poles in Australia! We often drove by Victoria Park when we lived in the Big Smoke, but I never knew about the pole there.
Mother Nature has thrown quite a lot at us this week. We have had heat, and wind, and storms which promised a lot but delivered very little rain, and today is almost autumnal. I usually slop around the house in shorts but today is cool enough for capri pants, or "Olde Lady's Shorts" as I call them, the garment one wears when one considers one is past wearing shorts in public.....although not all Olde Ladies seem to feel the same about the matter as I do.
We are still travelling in public conveyances, but we have moved on from railway carriages to trams.
"In the street tram-cars the case is different. No woman should be allowed to stand while there is a seat occupied by a man. The inconvenience to the man will be temporary and trifling at the most, and he can well afford to suffer it rather to do an uncourteous act."
Our last tram rides were in Toronto, in Canada, and I have been given a seat on more than one occasion. While it was appreciated, it is another sign that I am no longer considered young.....except in my own mind.
Enjoy your days!
Jennifer