tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19420386679355029082024-03-19T00:36:48.137-10:00Dorky Homemade QuiltsQuilting Lessons from a Parallel Universe.Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.comBlogger127125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-69074127141183808092009-12-04T15:15:00.006-10:002009-12-04T15:28:56.335-10:00Christmas Shopping on KauaiI just love visiting your blogs and seeing all the Christmas decorations where you live! So I thought you might like to see some from my corner of the world. I took these pictures when Clayton and I did a little Christmas shopping last week. Enjoy!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnO5fIpR9QMUSbEhqZ7Lm4ATJpopMc3wOlKdIoaAPcoX9WrPdOnlEbyYePHa5EQBjEJhsQ6VHx-XC1K_Z_VMotJGRq1lNbm2lCXdxqWKeuVZxlf8iTVq50zrwLhN-VoBQuAyWFCGymAGnx/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411555392696037906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnO5fIpR9QMUSbEhqZ7Lm4ATJpopMc3wOlKdIoaAPcoX9WrPdOnlEbyYePHa5EQBjEJhsQ6VHx-XC1K_Z_VMotJGRq1lNbm2lCXdxqWKeuVZxlf8iTVq50zrwLhN-VoBQuAyWFCGymAGnx/s400/1.jpg" /></a> Ukuleles, gourds, and other hula implements decorate the above tree. Can you see them?<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSs9Sru78AYd0wEjlCvV3QJKxE541YeZRO8AEP6Z5qP_Js4c-Ag9Q7vCWCu_D01dbzuVerphNXJgmbDtVy06QB_6_vHFvvQQeAR29GRBv9luZW9anhK81roEGfZKNmiMRe4KTp-_k_hh9_/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411555293517729666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSs9Sru78AYd0wEjlCvV3QJKxE541YeZRO8AEP6Z5qP_Js4c-Ag9Q7vCWCu_D01dbzuVerphNXJgmbDtVy06QB_6_vHFvvQQeAR29GRBv9luZW9anhK81roEGfZKNmiMRe4KTp-_k_hh9_/s400/2.jpg" /></a> Below, Hawaiian quilt motifs are embedded in the garlands.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg442vlYETaDdvidKyzrG4ZrtkhJhs4xs8wsT2qvjIcKgQ_onqD0xabxfc9PZumAlfnXRHsx-i1JjnMww6dtXjwsGbngzrpRp9bexLMlw_0rUbTwDlJiiJItrxLtp156ZR8P4CRIeFv2x1G/s1600-h/3.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411555285314528674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg442vlYETaDdvidKyzrG4ZrtkhJhs4xs8wsT2qvjIcKgQ_onqD0xabxfc9PZumAlfnXRHsx-i1JjnMww6dtXjwsGbngzrpRp9bexLMlw_0rUbTwDlJiiJItrxLtp156ZR8P4CRIeFv2x1G/s400/3.gif" /></a>Below, the Hyatt hotel in Koloa has some elegant, understated decorations.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCD9sviop_p9IKTN7eJ8h1yfhmvbZf__y_PMB6ihQ1kpicnvxUqM-bY53GeD03wmJzCexwxaxkm37yMSKCqgtWP3-EX5wdvA4e68Sel4vGSGFESuMQLr7-lSj62Ox1YkajFetXJsyfl0J-/s1600-h/4.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411555277399830786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCD9sviop_p9IKTN7eJ8h1yfhmvbZf__y_PMB6ihQ1kpicnvxUqM-bY53GeD03wmJzCexwxaxkm37yMSKCqgtWP3-EX5wdvA4e68Sel4vGSGFESuMQLr7-lSj62Ox1YkajFetXJsyfl0J-/s400/4.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqopMtPBP4-iIClY2JPpmAc7REBxYnYNjJ2lQb7vchCBg-5NuFSRkOrwspthvmPWXUbRMxjfrUP3UssXWHT5Vn6Fsw_V1O_ykUpsW1cvQfXV7yE90v813pbFrAMss483hLxfDWJgpAPVhZ/s1600-h/5.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411555272865308434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqopMtPBP4-iIClY2JPpmAc7REBxYnYNjJ2lQb7vchCBg-5NuFSRkOrwspthvmPWXUbRMxjfrUP3UssXWHT5Vn6Fsw_V1O_ykUpsW1cvQfXV7yE90v813pbFrAMss483hLxfDWJgpAPVhZ/s400/5.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig-QCSeSumfz7-aYd1SlDueJILSdPl7Q9ubike7gvdp2hvxGwButABJPgm9WJK_8TxR_EbtqYna5CC5gAKyJBIP2_2njyRO4QW_ZjFzXdqVUu7BX8zD62xJbrbs0xfuIF1LMLsstpKrmFm/s1600-h/6.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411555270392865698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig-QCSeSumfz7-aYd1SlDueJILSdPl7Q9ubike7gvdp2hvxGwButABJPgm9WJK_8TxR_EbtqYna5CC5gAKyJBIP2_2njyRO4QW_ZjFzXdqVUu7BX8zD62xJbrbs0xfuIF1LMLsstpKrmFm/s400/6.jpg" /></a> Not really a Winter Wonderland...but at least it's warm.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivbybVapytos6SVdnMrqbom6ibAW8_AbinUT2Hmwwiq4van2mjpdLBl3ZpXaJoBGQCXLjoXXDtCzXbbtI9tAvUetNsWcSJthkhYgCwJAiOExp2LEvbEvlqGFagi1vS3-mj3UBKD5PVfWII/s1600-h/7.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411555005790154898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivbybVapytos6SVdnMrqbom6ibAW8_AbinUT2Hmwwiq4van2mjpdLBl3ZpXaJoBGQCXLjoXXDtCzXbbtI9tAvUetNsWcSJthkhYgCwJAiOExp2LEvbEvlqGFagi1vS3-mj3UBKD5PVfWII/s400/7.jpg" /></a> Below is the new Kukui'ula Shopping Center.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx-QtElFuJ2_YAzId9H2KNtpHBgLgxB69pvNPemr9NWghy4_F6YgQqKy24UblVnhkds9gYlDhW4ARwnETCZU1nQnBkjpUk95kunKZexZDU-Bm_95dMiqFQ5baFXmczQcB0pNV6qBnfvbDn/s1600-h/8.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411555002979536066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx-QtElFuJ2_YAzId9H2KNtpHBgLgxB69pvNPemr9NWghy4_F6YgQqKy24UblVnhkds9gYlDhW4ARwnETCZU1nQnBkjpUk95kunKZexZDU-Bm_95dMiqFQ5baFXmczQcB0pNV6qBnfvbDn/s400/8.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirpRI1aRLMxyvX47SeBA4PbefL_lSCY5o0K1oWhwno63pTOqxHrBitQSZX2g25uk-Os4Dwd_dTDuta_IgmTCUNR6cnp7mT_VROOVwVdaNq9lO48oXI_Cks4uBvC0hIg99hSjWCYcei3JlW/s1600-h/9.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411554999906826498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirpRI1aRLMxyvX47SeBA4PbefL_lSCY5o0K1oWhwno63pTOqxHrBitQSZX2g25uk-Os4Dwd_dTDuta_IgmTCUNR6cnp7mT_VROOVwVdaNq9lO48oXI_Cks4uBvC0hIg99hSjWCYcei3JlW/s400/9.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicf6IAaxlLhHig6htlsLFoSH5sDCRxXH_s8JIHMkQD7o_XRWq6fbdmAI-TnqNKe76nayO9vkHl2xzMnXv_EEFoLtAcvqNac3nQarFV0GCdhDjT8fZWX2d5aowpH5l-yqbOBoKgkkPvR-3e/s1600-h/11.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 297px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411554994350557938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicf6IAaxlLhHig6htlsLFoSH5sDCRxXH_s8JIHMkQD7o_XRWq6fbdmAI-TnqNKe76nayO9vkHl2xzMnXv_EEFoLtAcvqNac3nQarFV0GCdhDjT8fZWX2d5aowpH5l-yqbOBoKgkkPvR-3e/s400/11.jpg" /></a> Do you have bananas in your Christmas garlands?<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiltZdu0cjQ7n0BTIMep75gpmBjHjOEIdTV6WYwbgd5nD9c6SRIfdcnoq2tkyaaolCfGr0AOJale1MMlVs_3QZlRL3TiTmA7QPOdBJSFFLMvR5aEvZmfX38V6P7JKeRDtjw5RU9f7B_KVNO/s1600-h/10.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411554988591158354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiltZdu0cjQ7n0BTIMep75gpmBjHjOEIdTV6WYwbgd5nD9c6SRIfdcnoq2tkyaaolCfGr0AOJale1MMlVs_3QZlRL3TiTmA7QPOdBJSFFLMvR5aEvZmfX38V6P7JKeRDtjw5RU9f7B_KVNO/s400/10.jpg" /></a> <div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com57tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-45300439572624671142009-11-27T16:04:00.009-10:002009-11-27T17:17:39.593-10:00Forever Spring, Darn ItSee this sock?<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGrPC1rNYLWYTHAQz8goWfSCkcrJ8A_cZmfWh_ejoX63WEWezT49iEyqFsiJnqg6C03B4lKpFRfbYvmagt9B2kBcefwA7js-YZp70-6s5Z2NpzZq20lAlq1FKKn3dEqJSdA10PHDekArW6/s1600/springforwardfull.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408970508323596018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGrPC1rNYLWYTHAQz8goWfSCkcrJ8A_cZmfWh_ejoX63WEWezT49iEyqFsiJnqg6C03B4lKpFRfbYvmagt9B2kBcefwA7js-YZp70-6s5Z2NpzZq20lAlq1FKKn3dEqJSdA10PHDekArW6/s400/springforwardfull.jpg" /></a> I'm mad at it. No....wait...I'm not mad at <em>this</em> sock specifically....I'm mad at its other half:<br /><br /><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWM5iH-Nu6l-owhUZJ-m5erVPUMOqDwppTigav63KANAZLMg5LJ6SntJZrdkAcifNuTnr6M_dgqHFfypokaQqIHDoBQKDD4_HCv1ZMjrKYP5R53ltU6hmRbKq9wQyOQrc1Fx24lp7OyPSB/s1600/springforwardhalf.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408970500604413410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWM5iH-Nu6l-owhUZJ-m5erVPUMOqDwppTigav63KANAZLMg5LJ6SntJZrdkAcifNuTnr6M_dgqHFfypokaQqIHDoBQKDD4_HCv1ZMjrKYP5R53ltU6hmRbKq9wQyOQrc1Fx24lp7OyPSB/s400/springforwardhalf.jpg" /></a> This is the sock that never ends. I've been half-heartedly trying to work on this sock now for four months. This is "Spring Forward," a free sock pattern I downloaded from Ravelry. I'm not sure why I'm not finishing it. Perhaps because I'm not fond of this Shibui yarn, or perhaps I don't like the length of the completed sock. Whatever it is, I am stuck, stuck, stuck, motivationally speaking, just past the heel of this sock.</p><br /><p align="justify">But being stuck alone is not enough to make me mad at this sock. No. Something far worse has happened.</p><br /><p align="justify">I'm a one-project-at-a-time woman. I've always figured that if I didn't love a project enough to work on it--if I had to go traipsing off onto another project just to get un-bored--that I should figure out what was wrong with the one that had stalled me and fix it. Make it exciting enough to work on again. Sort of like marriage, you know? You just can't go calling up Brad Pitt or Gerard Butler because you're sick of your own husband! Even if he does generate too much laundry or leave wadded-up paper towels on the kitchen counter every hour on the hour. Ahem.</p><br /><p align="justify">But being promised to a duplicate of a project that barely entertained me the first time is agony! (Imagine having your husband's identical twin come to live with you on laundry day. He's also brought his spare roll of paper towels.)</p><br /><p align="justify">So...for the first time in my knitting life...I'm thinking of being unfaithful. Why? Because Daniel Craig showed up my mailbox today:<br /></p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuIa9abh1qqm78e9VUU5ZAhuPXX-XLkUVwelBDQVfPxMeCxEn3VrqE6_LftsYaG8HVEFe2yB9lIqfGbC2ES3a7WItRoVpgO_qhEuQFlJ3lWnfcGZUyG1xbN7Oq2K66AP7F6xWgwFw8aTnT/s1600/mittenbook.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408970493800638978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuIa9abh1qqm78e9VUU5ZAhuPXX-XLkUVwelBDQVfPxMeCxEn3VrqE6_LftsYaG8HVEFe2yB9lIqfGbC2ES3a7WItRoVpgO_qhEuQFlJ3lWnfcGZUyG1xbN7Oq2K66AP7F6xWgwFw8aTnT/s400/mittenbook.jpg" /></a> Swoon. Mittens...Mostly Mittens (with a few adorable hats thrown it) by Charlotte Schurch. Charlotte has already stolen my heart with her fantastic <a href="http://lisaboyer.blogspot.com/2009/03/knitted-stuff.html">sensational sock books</a>; now she's tempting me with mouth-watering mittens!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik9N8GXd3SfgWT_aOtwLaWjpNgcNxOpocV2AjaCtooow7Wcri8MvGxF3X1ZaqR-ymJRofE97awG-ItOP1gN9Mhjv1S8ErTrt-uXMlxCvFJAmk5BRP0VJrVafS2aOARyOOfeQW7R5BzYhP3/s1600/redturq.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408970082118715346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik9N8GXd3SfgWT_aOtwLaWjpNgcNxOpocV2AjaCtooow7Wcri8MvGxF3X1ZaqR-ymJRofE97awG-ItOP1gN9Mhjv1S8ErTrt-uXMlxCvFJAmk5BRP0VJrVafS2aOARyOOfeQW7R5BzYhP3/s400/redturq.jpg" /></a> I don't know if I can stand it. Temptation, thy name is Mitten #11.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS9eSIrmXUsO5AovnzHhtYSfvVQNqBQwlLc0tUMAefa_DLvfqpIZ6LBEeypNXH3pqngGcIALhN3C1tm4HQC-NaFgWUNttUv1Y-DozUZubo8p_EYMeo9rO7L9CLCvTu2xmP9m0-_na1DP6M/s1600/mitten2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408970077809413810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS9eSIrmXUsO5AovnzHhtYSfvVQNqBQwlLc0tUMAefa_DLvfqpIZ6LBEeypNXH3pqngGcIALhN3C1tm4HQC-NaFgWUNttUv1Y-DozUZubo8p_EYMeo9rO7L9CLCvTu2xmP9m0-_na1DP6M/s400/mitten2.jpg" /></a> Or maybe Mitten #20.<br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-NRYxv1JPMPtyi1CMo28nIg7vZWEFZTIU04QMZ5AiKl2OsDPAZ3cDHvB9Da2fxTbQ-c7PyQGNAgeIX5MNw9u-MQGMirritVIalblYNx-QESOtg_r-NHRG55PKr4pkyK2MOpv6KGctia7-/s1600/turqorange.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408970071902750546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-NRYxv1JPMPtyi1CMo28nIg7vZWEFZTIU04QMZ5AiKl2OsDPAZ3cDHvB9Da2fxTbQ-c7PyQGNAgeIX5MNw9u-MQGMirritVIalblYNx-QESOtg_r-NHRG55PKr4pkyK2MOpv6KGctia7-/s400/turqorange.jpg" /></a> Nope. Mitten #24 has stolen my heart. Sorry, Spring Forward socks. It wasn't you; it was me. I tried, but I couldn't resist the call of Charlotte's beautiful mitten patterns. Her instructions and techniques are clear and concise, and her projects are divine. You couldn't help it, red socks; you were just plain red. Right now in my life, I need a rainbow:</div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8ZZyabStX-PMHa3SBbutvUXLyXvu7lwt-f6PcU1zpxMWu-YXVCG-IwTuPr-fEXVuOAScsHufTaU4cARU92sgOFQxy3iDxGycMl4kdB6luidndCYXnkLBzpjoCL7sj9FJd_VX11aeEbqkF/s1600/yarns.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408970063558925586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8ZZyabStX-PMHa3SBbutvUXLyXvu7lwt-f6PcU1zpxMWu-YXVCG-IwTuPr-fEXVuOAScsHufTaU4cARU92sgOFQxy3iDxGycMl4kdB6luidndCYXnkLBzpjoCL7sj9FJd_VX11aeEbqkF/s400/yarns.jpg" /></a> Sigh. What will my friends and family say?</div><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2kCwFLjsuo5HO_CodSaY1MdGg98nB7HmiMLdWAYV0IpePNLiXFhP-trPcMW2XKKsqvpQ_Vf14LOQkXttlzIX5KqyfZ4nHFnEf5zmSyqm8LGh-NlntwnW7Sn8eR9RUgpkMNupUO7vFIN4h/s1600/fez.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408970057659174178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2kCwFLjsuo5HO_CodSaY1MdGg98nB7HmiMLdWAYV0IpePNLiXFhP-trPcMW2XKKsqvpQ_Vf14LOQkXttlzIX5KqyfZ4nHFnEf5zmSyqm8LGh-NlntwnW7Sn8eR9RUgpkMNupUO7vFIN4h/s400/fez.jpg" /></a>I know! I can distract them with this uber-adorable fez!! How could they be mad at me if I'm wearing this???</div></div></div></div>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-44892498109894839112009-11-23T17:41:00.004-10:002009-11-23T17:57:49.470-10:00My FAVORITE Hawaiian Song EVER<p align="center"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rmmsuVi0gyk&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rmmsuVi0gyk&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></p><p align="justify">I've been meaning to post this for a while now--my favorite Hawaiian song EVER. Truth be told, I'm not a huge fan of Hawaiian music, but this song gives me goosebumps every time. The song was written by a woman and the words have something to do with the beauty of ocean life. I was very happy to find an accompanying video on You Tube! I think the song and the video are very beautiful. Enjoy!</p>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-37122226383729985392009-11-20T10:03:00.008-10:002009-11-20T11:21:00.294-10:00Goodbye Ol' Girl<p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOeM_JhFmgwSqmxccLrZxKQ1mCQaCyUSe3pr0YY00EtAcquX-PclSx-zke8vKl1VmuHg34B2-h7fflH9u-Pabecif-5sMZ2VSxBjuyxt0WJO_7TajrCcz0JgYO1ZTafJzHsOFrRIcuoU3g/s1600/fried.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406278978357720834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOeM_JhFmgwSqmxccLrZxKQ1mCQaCyUSe3pr0YY00EtAcquX-PclSx-zke8vKl1VmuHg34B2-h7fflH9u-Pabecif-5sMZ2VSxBjuyxt0WJO_7TajrCcz0JgYO1ZTafJzHsOFrRIcuoU3g/s400/fried.jpg" /></a> See this? This is not good. These are computer guts. Although I certainly marvel at the complexity of their anatomy and appreciate all they do, I can't say that I'm ever happy to see them.</p><p align="justify">I took a computer hardware class once. On the first day, the teacher handed us a screwdriver and told us to take one of his computers completely apart. I actually zipped through that day, de-gutting mine in record time, as unscrewing things is a lot like seam ripping. Believe me, I know my way around a seam ripper and I am FAST. </p><p align="justify">On the second day, he told us to put his computer back together. I guess I should have expected this, but I sincerely thought he was going to TEACH us something in between the taking apart and putting back together. He obviously was under the mistaken impression that I had paid attention when I had taken it apart, and somehow remembered where all those pieces went. Well, this was the part that wasn't a bit like seam ripping at all. When you rip out something, you don't care how it WAS (since it was wrong), you want to put it back differently, hopefully <em>better</em> than it was.</p><p align="justify">After several grueling hours, I did finish this nearly impossible task. And I do have to say that to my credit, mine looked a whole lot better inside than when I took it apart! All my wires were bundled neatly and my screws were aligned much more tidily. All the dusty parts got a good cleaning, and the ports got de-fuzzed. The CD drive had been a little bit crooked in its bay, but now it was held tight in perfect position, aligned at a perfect 90 degrees with the side seam of the processor.</p><p align="justify">Of course, the computer didn't work any more after that. The Grim Computer Reaper had appeared sometime during my trial and condemned my patient to the eternal ethernet with his mighty Blue Screen of Death. Not even the teacher could figure out what was wrong, which actually was a little bit comforting to me. Not because it may have been a mechanical problem beyond both our expertise...but because I had wreaked some sort of vengeance for his torture of me. I could only hope he spent as many anguished hours fixing it as I had un-fixing it.</p><p align="justify">So why this topic today? Well...I couldn't stand to talk about it before now, but my beloved computer's guts were a part of my post-vacation/real life re-entry process. The first time I turned my computer on after arriving home, she crashed spectacularly--with noise and lights and fizzle and pfffffts!, no less. I opened her up, and I saw the problem immediately: me. I love computers--but I'm more like a benvolent computer zookeeper than a computer neurosurgeon.</p><p align="justify">Courtesy of Costco, I now have a new HP PC with a 25" monitor!!! I love it. Windows 7, 750 GB hard drive, 8 GB RAM and a 2 Quad Processor!</p><p align="justify">Sorry ol' gutsy girl; we shared some great times, but I'm in love with my new hunky HP. Let's hope I never ever have to see what he's made of...</p>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-73240219336563338882009-11-19T00:01:00.002-10:002009-11-19T00:01:00.420-10:00A Nine Patch Mystery<p align="justify">I wish I'd taken more pictures of this little quilt before I donated it. I didn't like it very much at the time, but now that it's gone, I'm liking it much better!</p><p align="justify">I was inspired by a book I saw at Border's. A full-sized quilt that looked very much like this one was on the cover. I thought about the book for a couple of days, went back to purchase it, but it was gone. I didn't even get the author's name or the name of the book! So here is my attempt at reproducing her quilt from memory:</p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv0MHUecP-SS63GdCdB6lyQVdXhwYEvDXfxJR0oMTmkEa2lmNc45Rtj4tEp1gJtDBZ4r06Pu22iV7iAs-c2ttTekvWwo0vyxadTZC1wDPKnARdTgF2XmTa_21-RMXk_6_u49tvOG91sEhH/s1600/2009-09-26-023.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405617462495465522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv0MHUecP-SS63GdCdB6lyQVdXhwYEvDXfxJR0oMTmkEa2lmNc45Rtj4tEp1gJtDBZ4r06Pu22iV7iAs-c2ttTekvWwo0vyxadTZC1wDPKnARdTgF2XmTa_21-RMXk_6_u49tvOG91sEhH/s400/2009-09-26-023.jpg" /></a></p><p align="justify">My apologies for not being able to give credit to the wonderful person who designed this quilt! I like the pattern; I think I just fell out of love with the quilt during the making because I'm not used to staring at these intense colors. My eyes needed a vacation before I could appreciate it again.</p><p align="justify">Does this quilt ring a bell with anyone? Remind you of any quilt books you have?</p><p align="justify">I'm in a crafting lull right now. I think it's Post-Wonderful Vacation Syndrome. You know how it is...you go on vacation and it's really really great, then you come home and have to do this re-entry into your life. There are bills to pay, messages to answer, groceries to shop for, pattern orders to fill--it takes me at least three weeks to get back into some sort of routine. Unfortunately, I feel like my brain is moving too fast to sit down and quietly sew pieces of fabric together, or work string into doilies, or knit yarn into socks.</p><p align="justify"><br />Oh...and part of the life re-entry is to get sick, too. You have to have the re-entry flu--you know the one you actually contracted at the first airport before you even got on the departing plane--but refused to get sick on vacation? Yeah, that one. Fortunately, I'm over that one, but now I'm onto the second illness--the cold I got from being so busy and not sleeping and eating right when I got home because I was too busy catching up and suffering from the first flu. Yeah, that one.</p><p align="justify">I think, all in all, vacation recovery time for me is about three months. But since Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas are in that three month period...I'd say...oh...I should be feeling caught up and healthy around February? Yeah, February. Looking forward to it.</p>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-28139817500761856422009-11-18T10:58:00.003-10:002009-11-18T11:12:53.631-10:00<p><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1PTd0X2UHvs&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1PTd0X2UHvs&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /></p><p align="justify">It's been quite stormy lately here on Kauai. This past Saturday, my friends braved the weather and came to my house for a day of sewing. We chatted through the heavy rain, thunder and lightning--even through the power outage we had during the storm. But alas, by early afternoon, there was talk of closing our road due to flooding, so my friends high-tailed it out of Kapaa and headed for their homes on the south and west sides of the island. This news report shows what happened on our street that day. </p><p align="justify">Our north and east shores got 14 inches of rain in 12 hours that day. The amazing thing? When my friends got home, they reported that the sun was shining where they live, probably only 10 to 15 miles away! The skies cleared by Monday, and today, we are enjoying sunshine as usual.<br /></p>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-5714608309291001852009-11-12T21:50:00.003-10:002009-11-12T21:59:27.062-10:00Lightning Storm on its Way!<p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjogGbWt9AgFPw8cHB6w_GNSc5NCFXUf9W2AqniliDlmuq_9fMVsI4Yq80CVPmkOFB9Sme6zcu71nAjXiFv9DYnR69tcRwaGub1qCxdtTQwsj1hNhCxvsUzAUc9xXocCP0XWrvttrl817C-/s1600-h/hawaiiLoop.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 381px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403492670931584130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjogGbWt9AgFPw8cHB6w_GNSc5NCFXUf9W2AqniliDlmuq_9fMVsI4Yq80CVPmkOFB9Sme6zcu71nAjXiFv9DYnR69tcRwaGub1qCxdtTQwsj1hNhCxvsUzAUc9xXocCP0XWrvttrl817C-/s400/hawaiiLoop.gif" /></a> It's 9:52 on Thursday night and I'm just about to turn off my computer and enjoy our first lightning and thunderstorm of the season. See those little yellow and red dots between Kauai (second island on the left) and Oahu? On the radar loop, they're coming this way, bringing lots of light and noise.</p><p align="justify">Oh, how I LOVE thunder and lightning! So much drama...so much power! It's just thrilling to me. Of course, our electricity will go the first thing, so I better turn off my computer so I don't get any unwanted surges. Yay!</p><p align="justify">Nitey!<br /></p>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-6097261795787248472009-09-29T17:45:00.008-10:002009-09-29T18:33:08.218-10:00Slightly Better than No Post at All<p align="justify">Have you noticed that there is a dearth of bloggery in Blogdom lately? I think I'm noticing it because I'm missing some of you and your wonderful daily posts. Perhaps it's Facebook to blame...or Twitter...or just our busy lives catching up with us; I'm not sure.<br /></p><p align="justify">But I can hardly complain, can I, as I myself have been responsible for a portion of the dearth! I can't believe it's been over a month since my last post. So I thought I'd better post something...anything...so...</p><p align="justify">How about pictures of my pretty Rainbow Shower tree?</p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqRoQ0YghDnG7icCl9uejZpt7kcOa5kMXKPxWItD0dFqjlCCdPirB9HhYTHSO5Gt7Td-T9autewzLAZZugrt1X5VwsgvZCsISgFuFyEX1TXK8_ZVVd8psgd3pwLZ6UtY1KGFrifd9LwVWP/s1600-h/1rainshow1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387104612976280514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqRoQ0YghDnG7icCl9uejZpt7kcOa5kMXKPxWItD0dFqjlCCdPirB9HhYTHSO5Gt7Td-T9autewzLAZZugrt1X5VwsgvZCsISgFuFyEX1TXK8_ZVVd8psgd3pwLZ6UtY1KGFrifd9LwVWP/s400/1rainshow1.jpg" /></a> This was taken about a month ago. August and September are the months that these trees go off all over the island. They're gorgeous!</p><p align="justify"><br /></p><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVX1Lx83zISgR_fQRte5kvj01gbRVfR6tGRUMDrYX0EfaBAHobyUhYnZ5TSpGM6HiEYXKH4UZ7JS0p6EUPwiabX2OUtMROVbQ-fKkMMSnoEEEQhTWG1KwWHFapBu0JcZAWA23QMszmgc1P/s1600-h/2rainshow2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387104602421898658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVX1Lx83zISgR_fQRte5kvj01gbRVfR6tGRUMDrYX0EfaBAHobyUhYnZ5TSpGM6HiEYXKH4UZ7JS0p6EUPwiabX2OUtMROVbQ-fKkMMSnoEEEQhTWG1KwWHFapBu0JcZAWA23QMszmgc1P/s400/2rainshow2.jpg" /></a> Look at all those blooms! And they aren't small blooms, either:<br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWs3_XEu6uvWdCLrO8WBrO0wT1YQ4RhOdtBw1JnnTP8mrqmwR-qjSP7mja_salA1qFARdckq6keYKMybL6EIyhf8Z5KGzTyQIskSOjkqU5AwDeZw60Vw-qUmFEljAxHPm0RyFVu7ceUgJe/s1600-h/3rainshow3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387104444524737810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWs3_XEu6uvWdCLrO8WBrO0wT1YQ4RhOdtBw1JnnTP8mrqmwR-qjSP7mja_salA1qFARdckq6keYKMybL6EIyhf8Z5KGzTyQIskSOjkqU5AwDeZw60Vw-qUmFEljAxHPm0RyFVu7ceUgJe/s400/3rainshow3.jpg" /></a> There is my hand on just one of the giant brachts. There are pink shower trees, yellow shower trees, and a mix of pink, peach and yellow like mine. I just love my tree. Now that it's fall, there are only a few blooms left.</p><p>One of the reasons I haven't been blogging much is this:<br /></p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCHX8eo2wzwkLgFRuJ5UoVcXV3y1XIz5P80sECTV6d9mxKzPHr3nxcugQycibQEwh_0oUcTHDHQ45GVxDeP1PED1t2RPd3olUjx6suGPJrO_IrMO8AhyDlCp5efCJrJwqUyqnQMyxZOVfj/s1600-h/4panto.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387104435512127458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCHX8eo2wzwkLgFRuJ5UoVcXV3y1XIz5P80sECTV6d9mxKzPHr3nxcugQycibQEwh_0oUcTHDHQ45GVxDeP1PED1t2RPd3olUjx6suGPJrO_IrMO8AhyDlCp5efCJrJwqUyqnQMyxZOVfj/s400/4panto.jpg" /></a> I'm learning to use my new machine. Here, I'm trying my first pantograph on a couple of baby donation quilts I made. All I have to do is follow that black line with the red laser light on the machine.</p><p align="justify">Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha hee hee hoo hoo. Follow the line...whoo hoo! It SOUNDS easy, doesn't it? NOT!</p><p align="justify">Oh well, they didn't come out too badly when you don't look closely. These were my first two pantos--I've done six baby quilts now, and I think I'm getting better. I had to learn to slow down, believe it or not...I was trying to quilt too fast! The problem was that my old machine-on-a-stick went very fast and it trained me to go like a bat out of...well, you know...just to get my stitching even. My new Gammill has a stitch regulator, so I can go any speed I want and there will be even stitches. But my brain doesn't quite know that yet. The machine goes on and I feel like I'm a horse out of a starting gate. Zoom!</p><p align="justify">Well, if they ever give awards for speed quilting, bet on me. Accuracy? Not so much.<br /><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyMM8HqTN0em-Aago9nwIYsW0HEE1DN3wbKnoQvZ5La7lpeEYVAm6-NXamZL4UZsxcVscfEJKt-4ljJcWlGX1ie1TibIc1LpB-ahWOyLRelrAJ4z_qwNhpqPK-_ThKt3jzcl1Hy6pqWBNW/s1600-h/5panto2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387104429685253682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyMM8HqTN0em-Aago9nwIYsW0HEE1DN3wbKnoQvZ5La7lpeEYVAm6-NXamZL4UZsxcVscfEJKt-4ljJcWlGX1ie1TibIc1LpB-ahWOyLRelrAJ4z_qwNhpqPK-_ThKt3jzcl1Hy6pqWBNW/s400/5panto2.jpg" /></a>Not too bad, now that they're all bound and donated.<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi61wqrmP-lKyYxuM88UCz2PbGH_Bn6dzlXO48mS3ZssoL8narkCmo530qnWQTa3lZDluEFx3I7ldThhRahucIHknnXFrlAEaHluAq8bMplBchWU_oT-1ROcyNhQNkqT9wBMpGFFuFoBO9t/s1600-h/6panto3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387104422115997874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi61wqrmP-lKyYxuM88UCz2PbGH_Bn6dzlXO48mS3ZssoL8narkCmo530qnWQTa3lZDluEFx3I7ldThhRahucIHknnXFrlAEaHluAq8bMplBchWU_oT-1ROcyNhQNkqT9wBMpGFFuFoBO9t/s400/6panto3.jpg" /></a>So that's what I've been working on lately. Pretty snore-y, huh?</p><p>My wonderful son had his birthday recently. Here is a really sweet picture of him and Mr. Bigglesworth, taken when he was home for the summer:<br /></p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigO6NdAi_UtRcZR9tU_LFkH83v93MMTG0SUGriQlJapHWC5_2YMZF8E96tyeMcMghmy9MvA7ACfY9NrdwgJKaF_knKLEohsAqUvvG02u6z4q6gJG1NKt8JeEbIIXD1wU699Iz17VYzYaAQ/s1600-h/7GrayKissCat3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 363px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387104415475258258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigO6NdAi_UtRcZR9tU_LFkH83v93MMTG0SUGriQlJapHWC5_2YMZF8E96tyeMcMghmy9MvA7ACfY9NrdwgJKaF_knKLEohsAqUvvG02u6z4q6gJG1NKt8JeEbIIXD1wU699Iz17VYzYaAQ/s400/7GrayKissCat3.jpg" /></a>I can just tell by the way he treats his little cat brother that he's going to be a great father one day.<br /></div>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-83879643570157706242009-08-24T09:11:00.003-10:002009-08-24T09:55:40.996-10:00Feather ChallengedRemember these blocks? The ones you've been staring at on my neglected blog for over a month?<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQUkDBdcRlyu_iZ1bHbEPg_XKO8LPZVTWk3Hh9tXQ0z8i-Ym6O5ivuXZni_dMnaslA00i18mx9GyBSSRPHAV_KOwLWRw7BvAIL4DktzvzK-Bg5bfgUr9Wgc3hBdk0mSpmYbR4lTxGw22vs/s1600-h/btlten.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373610646693918658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQUkDBdcRlyu_iZ1bHbEPg_XKO8LPZVTWk3Hh9tXQ0z8i-Ym6O5ivuXZni_dMnaslA00i18mx9GyBSSRPHAV_KOwLWRw7BvAIL4DktzvzK-Bg5bfgUr9Wgc3hBdk0mSpmYbR4lTxGw22vs/s400/btlten.jpg" /></a>At long last, I bring you....closure. Or should I say "clothes"-ure?<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-MjxZJxNRx2-nFN3nz5Wh9l87wTg4mQQNJ0LDTPzsznzIA2PFJoL8nGBQ7cTMGXZV1F_3T3N9iXhlIWZr9nEL0QGUhEGwO2IL86urC43L1nwWSqFMQrM5I5PRvuY1qLRkyT1_2x6pxdSZ/s1600-h/btl9.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373610637342586914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-MjxZJxNRx2-nFN3nz5Wh9l87wTg4mQQNJ0LDTPzsznzIA2PFJoL8nGBQ7cTMGXZV1F_3T3N9iXhlIWZr9nEL0QGUhEGwO2IL86urC43L1nwWSqFMQrM5I5PRvuY1qLRkyT1_2x6pxdSZ/s400/btl9.jpg" /></a> The "Better than Laundry" quilt is done. Here it is on my bed:<br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvrwNJSTmC1uae2QhXbgxp9-OgxQtVy-egQnPy_WXEhyphenhyphenxXTisB0yvm8nbqV8xjt4ztr7cfeZabfGkUbEtBTI4mnHIDLRg0AK6SM1SlIrKbFj5r9JNB2QNdZ59gR02zFGQXctv5h7M1kjEy/s1600-h/btl8.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373610631203708050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvrwNJSTmC1uae2QhXbgxp9-OgxQtVy-egQnPy_WXEhyphenhyphenxXTisB0yvm8nbqV8xjt4ztr7cfeZabfGkUbEtBTI4mnHIDLRg0AK6SM1SlIrKbFj5r9JNB2QNdZ59gR02zFGQXctv5h7M1kjEy/s400/btl8.jpg" /></a> I lost track of how many shirts, dresses and skirts I used to make this quilt. I even used a pair of men's pajamas! I had a ball.</p><p>While my son was home for summer, we watched the "Twin Peaks" series from Netflix. I think that's how this quilt ended up so "mountain-cabin-in-Snowhomish" looking. I certainly doesn't look like it belongs in Kauai, but that's okay. Change is fun.<br /><br /></p><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmtJVKpQFWPp3idn8Zn2d67tr-PHN7WlbE-0foetbdV6L_Iw-b5txOsYbAo5UwzOiq4twPwtFeWL2HOJ3Us7oZ49igvanhHh80rpMb9cyF9Gv5x6hggFpCQxxApem-t1MrWAUKITM6e50x/s1600-h/btl7.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373610625456428322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmtJVKpQFWPp3idn8Zn2d67tr-PHN7WlbE-0foetbdV6L_Iw-b5txOsYbAo5UwzOiq4twPwtFeWL2HOJ3Us7oZ49igvanhHh80rpMb9cyF9Gv5x6hggFpCQxxApem-t1MrWAUKITM6e50x/s400/btl7.jpg" /></a> The only fabric I purchased was for the black border. The rest of this quilt was made from my last-chance stash (destined for rag rugs) and old clothing.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwCeGEL2jfWxTNvsMWXbsf-FHVv0aZon4Q6vhnGF4-vItFwrePUEkIhfLVOzRMy5k3OSKJbtPIeWy13bU8lF8Cr4LXcid89tNLnD5vOVCPUNi7eOzn_Xsh-IrXOI0AqZkU9zwYhLEeuf6u/s1600-h/btl6.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373610614617496946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwCeGEL2jfWxTNvsMWXbsf-FHVv0aZon4Q6vhnGF4-vItFwrePUEkIhfLVOzRMy5k3OSKJbtPIeWy13bU8lF8Cr4LXcid89tNLnD5vOVCPUNi7eOzn_Xsh-IrXOI0AqZkU9zwYhLEeuf6u/s400/btl6.jpg" /></a> I had fun with the quilting. Sunbursts, spirals, leaves, flames, feathers...yikes.<br /><br /><br /><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLCl_P2FKny6xaxMR_2au2jPN7PTrW9aLayG7_2gRI-V4_IHuXlp0YK08z3vrMaIba1aly7AeW-ktm6J6982JqHIJu-X8t9CH_pEe7aA571wlTVOeAoIf1tpNWGntHEhP0DCRVAn_iEHx6/s1600-h/btl5.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373610411233834594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLCl_P2FKny6xaxMR_2au2jPN7PTrW9aLayG7_2gRI-V4_IHuXlp0YK08z3vrMaIba1aly7AeW-ktm6J6982JqHIJu-X8t9CH_pEe7aA571wlTVOeAoIf1tpNWGntHEhP0DCRVAn_iEHx6/s400/btl5.jpg" /></a>I'm okay with leaves and swirls, but feathers defeat me. This quilt is an oversized KING comforter (!), so I thought I would tackle feathers on the gigantic black border with black fine thread. I thought by the time I feathered FOUR large, wide borders, I'd be great at feathers!</p><p align="justify">Nope. I guess my next few quilts will have to stay plucked for now.</p><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA6UF7xZa4MmxldkR7F-RX5ta5TTJvZERCaCHpGQyq6SrmI-0GkEKUqTZi-vn0wNK37eb3FK8twZESP3-JbSfEbvsEdlT-a6pwnbBCOePqkTXNODpNsCuLH4pQZ7mlaVCIN0x0agylVwya/s1600-h/btl4.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373610405100848690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA6UF7xZa4MmxldkR7F-RX5ta5TTJvZERCaCHpGQyq6SrmI-0GkEKUqTZi-vn0wNK37eb3FK8twZESP3-JbSfEbvsEdlT-a6pwnbBCOePqkTXNODpNsCuLH4pQZ7mlaVCIN0x0agylVwya/s400/btl4.jpg" /></a> Can you see the feathers in the black border below? No? Good.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgylS0lnUNWZztBQkWNnJpTX7-ewDbyCE7OOE9jiP9_t1JfkOKkqXFTPgeTzjkgQEOh4oWEF4-QpMdHo8rfNzy9j4M12RqBjcm1FYC3MbvrJQiY5UcX5xfqS9XdxSRrCziTl6SCUoL81FOk/s1600-h/btl3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373610398191694546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgylS0lnUNWZztBQkWNnJpTX7-ewDbyCE7OOE9jiP9_t1JfkOKkqXFTPgeTzjkgQEOh4oWEF4-QpMdHo8rfNzy9j4M12RqBjcm1FYC3MbvrJQiY5UcX5xfqS9XdxSRrCziTl6SCUoL81FOk/s400/btl3.jpg" /></a> Okay...how about this...can you spot the fur in the next picture?<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTZRPJCCLOJ5cDfvQYvXcCtlfwMTY_28HRXqGC_XzZ5MhpuIylU8HAHGO9N1F1MzeTGJPM3H5cR7DUsqDLWlcFUqKBh9UfxHUMLx8CBZuY-iKgjddQpwEisX1nxBTnKUZf_YsIJLWyzySi/s1600-h/btl2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373610392865445906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTZRPJCCLOJ5cDfvQYvXcCtlfwMTY_28HRXqGC_XzZ5MhpuIylU8HAHGO9N1F1MzeTGJPM3H5cR7DUsqDLWlcFUqKBh9UfxHUMLx8CBZuY-iKgjddQpwEisX1nxBTnKUZf_YsIJLWyzySi/s400/btl2.jpg" /></a> Mr. Bigglesworth inspects my latest. Oh...and as long as we're playing "I Spy"....did you spot my new quilt hanger?<br /></div><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_-vUvCJJpkkZcr2a9TKTD_L6mTBHJGXOkaCXjWZvDZhpnyRR2QGK0dlsI6rJmVNLeqyBKu5lObOYxkpagws1qxFiImpagRhYQd2Wr3xBK5qgyDkUAC33aYvCrMv9mw4CJaFylECQ7hIKX/s1600-h/btl1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373610383096353714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_-vUvCJJpkkZcr2a9TKTD_L6mTBHJGXOkaCXjWZvDZhpnyRR2QGK0dlsI6rJmVNLeqyBKu5lObOYxkpagws1qxFiImpagRhYQd2Wr3xBK5qgyDkUAC33aYvCrMv9mw4CJaFylECQ7hIKX/s400/btl1.jpg" /></a> It's quite big for a quilt hanger, yes?</p><p align="justify">Yep...I'm surprised, too. My husband bought me this for my 51st birthday. I told him that my friend Joe was selling his Gammill, and the next thing you know, the Gammill was parked in our living room. Well...not exactly "the next thing you know." It required six people and a twelve-foot trailer, plus lots of noises like, "oof" and "ow," not to mention some major bruises and back pain.</p><p align="justify">I'm floored. For as long as I can remember, I've dreamed about owning one of these machines. I can hardly believe it when I see it in my very own sewing room. Pinch me.</p></div></div></div></div>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com52tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-12175081693859546282009-07-05T15:36:00.003-10:002009-07-05T16:25:20.151-10:00Better Than Laundry<div align="justify">I present here for your viewing pleasure....today's laundry.</div><div align="justify"> </div><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmoYyoFS37AmWr0JVPM0zz84x4nCzDDF1j8lo5T48dWs6tioWHutbqnKOJlGP0ViEKIQZ-YO24kwNO-rLibKIpR3Tg1b9_gsZXodrtAUywv6PSL8a9QkboGQL335Zqb8IQD6sG3ID8f1bE/s1600-h/1laundry.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355155274528348066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmoYyoFS37AmWr0JVPM0zz84x4nCzDDF1j8lo5T48dWs6tioWHutbqnKOJlGP0ViEKIQZ-YO24kwNO-rLibKIpR3Tg1b9_gsZXodrtAUywv6PSL8a9QkboGQL335Zqb8IQD6sG3ID8f1bE/s400/1laundry.jpg" /></a>There are several shirts and dresses in here, along with some pieces of fabric I dug out of my fabric recycle bin. My "fabric recycle bin" is where fabrics go that I haven't used in ten to twenty years--my fabric graveyard. </p><p align="justify">I had to soak a few of these pieces in Biz to get the yellow and mold spots out. I guess you could call some of these "zombie" fabrics since they arose from the dead...ha! (You can tell my son is home for the summer. I've watched more than a few zombie films since we put him in charge of the Netflix queue.)</p><p align="justify">Yep...just a big pile of laundry. But wait!</p><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaGFjYkip3eU913xv4K1vUcducjFgtfNV0gwj7Cz-ZyFh5QX2a1ZNf-PMeTBCcyF4pYmdxu5bpMRzSjKaZmTu7fYCeqEUlA5ajYuxPpDT6OQ_Z7cO6aBgkLtk0XvGMcoSfJRW8a6oAT8dx/s1600-h/2book.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355155270183491522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaGFjYkip3eU913xv4K1vUcducjFgtfNV0gwj7Cz-ZyFh5QX2a1ZNf-PMeTBCcyF4pYmdxu5bpMRzSjKaZmTu7fYCeqEUlA5ajYuxPpDT6OQ_Z7cO6aBgkLtk0XvGMcoSfJRW8a6oAT8dx/s400/2book.jpg" /></a> What is far, far better than folding laundry???<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIrkh7c9oaoQs0J82S8WBbL555XbQ1ezXwS9UDM3ZdBFqF9_C0VeOsAZH99v1NoifbOGEboIFjnGNcxm3V_L2zYAu8y2ahvlVaQiTZ6MOqMO4MKHexFn9YvB4n9uQbxo-kG4GhN4NRa8Dl/s1600-h/3blockpicbook.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355155264571776434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIrkh7c9oaoQs0J82S8WBbL555XbQ1ezXwS9UDM3ZdBFqF9_C0VeOsAZH99v1NoifbOGEboIFjnGNcxm3V_L2zYAu8y2ahvlVaQiTZ6MOqMO4MKHexFn9YvB4n9uQbxo-kG4GhN4NRa8Dl/s400/3blockpicbook.jpg" /></a> Making a quilt is far, far, far better than folding laundry!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXUTAQYMtOD5RerzKDGjUXPC1UQyQUXM-GivDbDtj50ymZ5MOtDTX8qxfV2T8Snj_rmuGA_7OYPavNFmKuX561SZBzYFCnuKgp6SelKd4YuOzmtkJG-KfqMIQ4X_I-GxHK-MtQHXGbR9St/s1600-h/4dress.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355155260696493954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXUTAQYMtOD5RerzKDGjUXPC1UQyQUXM-GivDbDtj50ymZ5MOtDTX8qxfV2T8Snj_rmuGA_7OYPavNFmKuX561SZBzYFCnuKgp6SelKd4YuOzmtkJG-KfqMIQ4X_I-GxHK-MtQHXGbR9St/s400/4dress.jpg" /></a>This dress was always too short. Unflattering, too.<br /><br />It looks so much better as a quilt, don't you think?<br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiKD52GnplsG4kg6BV7eGX5IssKWDLB9QJrcT4w4p-dvAnsUu6geVvTR-Svk6YuO88Z4Ztf3mLiUSQ898EntqFvCrXWWGJz5oABzkVKLm34RfMZASKNkUfGm50h7R8aQN5trHDWNaTfu7_/s1600-h/5blox.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355155263036319986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiKD52GnplsG4kg6BV7eGX5IssKWDLB9QJrcT4w4p-dvAnsUu6geVvTR-Svk6YuO88Z4Ztf3mLiUSQ898EntqFvCrXWWGJz5oABzkVKLm34RfMZASKNkUfGm50h7R8aQN5trHDWNaTfu7_/s400/5blox.jpg" /></a>So far, I've incorporated six old shirts and two dresses, along with various fabric zombies to make it interesting. I'm having so much fun! This is, by far, my favorite kind of quilt.</p><p>Stay tuned. More blocks and sashing to follow....</p><p>Update: I'm still waiting for an appointment with a gastroenterologist, so I don't know anything much yet. (I stumped the G.P.) But my lab blood tests were incredibly excellent! So that's good news. Trouble is, we only have one gastroenterologist on the whole island, so I think there's a bit of a wait to see him. Meanwhile, I'm off grains, dairy, starchy vegetables, sugar, and chocolate. Yes, chocolate. If I eat chocolate, my eyes swell shut and I get big itchy lumps all over my head. It would be really quite funny if we weren't talking about CHOCOLATE...which happens to be my FAVORITE THING in the WHOLE WORLD. Sigh....</p></div><br /></div>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com43tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-34805230519461781102009-06-02T18:03:00.009-10:002009-06-03T15:52:31.822-10:00A Quickie Post<p align="justify">May was spectacularly busy for my family and I. I hope June eases up a bit! It's been Crazyville.</p><p align="justify">I haven't had much time for crafting, but I did want to pop in and say hello.</p><p align="justify">I finished a scarf:<br /></p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivRSZC_5Xz_cEp_rZeRE_IIuL42StICHLpsskijtf5p3UTJqMeiYQmIj4foeZRFvtRdz5XqFmgcfLiZzfd3kSWGG6KMrYACXoZDPJb0rww7MLrtRzynst5k04BsYEX_M7u9goG4iZ76yvD/s1600-h/ripplecrochetscarf.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342948991683526162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivRSZC_5Xz_cEp_rZeRE_IIuL42StICHLpsskijtf5p3UTJqMeiYQmIj4foeZRFvtRdz5XqFmgcfLiZzfd3kSWGG6KMrYACXoZDPJb0rww7MLrtRzynst5k04BsYEX_M7u9goG4iZ76yvD/s400/ripplecrochetscarf.jpg" /></a> This is the "Spring Ripple Scarf," and it's crocheted with Noro Sock Yarn. Sure is colorful, eh? Springy. I'm not exactly sure if I'll ever wear it...actually...with those colors, I think it would wear me. But working on it was fun and it looks pretty hanging in my closet.<br /></p><p align="justify">We picked up Grayson and Angela from the airport on May 9th, and it sure has been great having them around. One of the first things Angela said to me (I think we were still at the airport!) was that she wanted to learn how to knit.</p><p align="justify"><br />YESSSSSS!</p><p align="justify">That made me VERY happy, of course. So here she is with her first project, the "One Row Handspun Scarf." She's finished quite a bit more of it since this picture:<br /><br /></p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiBhEBjzdVYshFoonuqZUhP4zIKrvAswbylKds5kd1t053cFMqx9w0_HECnK7WHufV2MFuzSnIHT7yC2heb44eOQW3ZqTwhupigt7FxJvjbMzDVFQuo_UV6loj6nR6PNGgRqdt3YHeAGN1/s1600-h/angieknits.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342948991175056050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiBhEBjzdVYshFoonuqZUhP4zIKrvAswbylKds5kd1t053cFMqx9w0_HECnK7WHufV2MFuzSnIHT7yC2heb44eOQW3ZqTwhupigt7FxJvjbMzDVFQuo_UV6loj6nR6PNGgRqdt3YHeAGN1/s400/angieknits.jpg" /></a> I think she likes knitting! Yay!<br /></p><p align="justify">I had a day to do a little sewing:<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9pfwNUrw_B_LRDBoMNyBbdav57d78HkZri8VZ3YgSWI_HkaliUo5hqqD_M19xFmkZme8d93odK-BgZ548VCG-7CYJK4gJteqG6ydh89hSJUAGR84RnbMxrx-3AmPNabhUxEQR8ZLMSvh7/s1600-h/skirts.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342948980188688466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9pfwNUrw_B_LRDBoMNyBbdav57d78HkZri8VZ3YgSWI_HkaliUo5hqqD_M19xFmkZme8d93odK-BgZ548VCG-7CYJK4gJteqG6ydh89hSJUAGR84RnbMxrx-3AmPNabhUxEQR8ZLMSvh7/s400/skirts.jpg" /> <p align="justify"></a>I made four summer lightweight cotton elastic waist skirts. I absolutely lived in the two I made last summer, so I added to my summer collection. Easy as pie, washable, cool...they're great, even if they are a little dorky grandma farm-woman-looking. I love them.</p><p align="justify">These farm lady skirts will probably look great with my screaming Spring scarf, eh? And maybe some galoshes. Totally dig the crazy ol' lady look. People give you wide berth at the post office.</p><p align="justify">You haven't seen Mr. Bigglesworth lately, but he sends a big kitty hug:<br /><br /><br /><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihKd_dhKOu07ANwj67TfQDn0M3mzLJVzX_9NnX-y48EmdNHb2WPIFpZrVUfZqQkKbyPYClvyCpmEnKkoXbTYt2zbU1RO3379Bokpha7Wno1d6Adic24lHxm8dP0-06gMI_hgZs3R_7ZdgB/s1600-h/bigshugs.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342948981365721954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihKd_dhKOu07ANwj67TfQDn0M3mzLJVzX_9NnX-y48EmdNHb2WPIFpZrVUfZqQkKbyPYClvyCpmEnKkoXbTYt2zbU1RO3379Bokpha7Wno1d6Adic24lHxm8dP0-06gMI_hgZs3R_7ZdgB/s400/bigshugs.jpg" /></a> He loves you all as much as I do.</p><p align="justify">I am really really really so very sorry that I have not answered hardly any email lately. Besides having visitors and deadlines, I'm having some health issues that I'm researching. No, I don't think it's serious, just sort of a puzzle. Giving up gluten, sugar and dairy seemed to solve many of my mysterious issues, but some remain. For instance, I suddenly seem to be allergic and/or intolerant to so many foods and substances! It's all so strange, because I've never been allergic to anything at all before now. So I've been reading every book and visiting every website I can in search of some answers. I'll hope I'll know more after my doctor visit next week. Wish me luck!</p>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-3165057077258032892009-05-17T08:15:00.004-10:002009-05-17T09:14:51.857-10:00Kauai's 2009 North Shore Quilt & Fiber Show<p align="justify">Would you like to go to a quilt show with me? I hope you don't mind if my brain doesn't come along; it's still missing. (No, it hasn't even sent me a postcard. I'm getting worried...)</p><p align="justify">We're going to have to do some backward time travel....I hope you don't mind. This quilt show, the brainchild of quilter Jeni Hardy and the result of hard work of the No Nene Quilt Group, is just a couple years old, but growing every year. It was held this year on March 27th and 28th, 2009, at the Church of the Pacific in Princeville, Kauai.</p><p align="justify">I'm estimating there were approximately 90 quilts, which is a pretty great showing for our tiny island. This first quilt is by M. Lea Ingram, who never fails to blow me away with her talent:</p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCsB5yC9jGWh8VoqoIONnUDX_ebeR1VK4ZG2QWTLL5VkgwnNvtbng19t5ao_dL2V0k14UiJKiERCITPiMmpAmf3Yk52VtYtxz-J5YzdDzOC4p17hVV-93LSH3tM-aB6EDyGJlq-DDq8DEw/s1600-h/hanaleimoon.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336859073372471570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCsB5yC9jGWh8VoqoIONnUDX_ebeR1VK4ZG2QWTLL5VkgwnNvtbng19t5ao_dL2V0k14UiJKiERCITPiMmpAmf3Yk52VtYtxz-J5YzdDzOC4p17hVV-93LSH3tM-aB6EDyGJlq-DDq8DEw/s400/hanaleimoon.jpg" border="0" /></a>"Hanalei Moon," M. Lea Ingram, 2008</p><p align="justify">This is the show as you walk in; the quilts filled a number of rooms in the small church:</p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU2ijGl_C6jcUhEyIztr5YzoG9a8y_EkXs3HnGeUXXCoRNogbeEjQjY-KBTb24RCe6vc9g4NRZZBFsOvbi2Wpb1q2bATFtYWhurM4OGSdZ_p0mM0CkOw2K8JPjXP5c5JFI4liFmsRAspJY/s1600-h/roomfar2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336859070154173090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU2ijGl_C6jcUhEyIztr5YzoG9a8y_EkXs3HnGeUXXCoRNogbeEjQjY-KBTb24RCe6vc9g4NRZZBFsOvbi2Wpb1q2bATFtYWhurM4OGSdZ_p0mM0CkOw2K8JPjXP5c5JFI4liFmsRAspJY/s400/roomfar2.jpg" border="0" /></a>Of course, I wish I could show you all the quilts. I'm so proud of our quilters here on Kauai.</p><p align="justify"><br /></p><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGSvZMEIxNz1f5oMFH2eqJrILuwOYojRPrn811HYFgZuxLehKQQlCAER93poZnEO_SSPaLwQ6FTPsH5DUMn-5sdJ9Q2Rdf18O3fzkfBwtsjxRmENNDlIYtFe89stAqB2TK4UJergcEvHtq/s1600-h/hawquilts1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336858899383602466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGSvZMEIxNz1f5oMFH2eqJrILuwOYojRPrn811HYFgZuxLehKQQlCAER93poZnEO_SSPaLwQ6FTPsH5DUMn-5sdJ9Q2Rdf18O3fzkfBwtsjxRmENNDlIYtFe89stAqB2TK4UJergcEvHtq/s400/hawquilts1.jpg" border="0" /></a> These Hawaiian quilts were a special display. These are the work of Pua Miriam Kaona.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBSkhgzGYksmB7tasY1oB7EyLXK5j_s0QC-BtzWv-w0BsFIwxoBt3ouSX3j4Hu-6kCCCQEKiHR75BM7slAZkIGAJoDWSwF5zmvuUuydLl1neVHeWixIagJwABPBad0X5c_qug6iZqBNgeT/s1600-h/hawquilts2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336858895054496834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBSkhgzGYksmB7tasY1oB7EyLXK5j_s0QC-BtzWv-w0BsFIwxoBt3ouSX3j4Hu-6kCCCQEKiHR75BM7slAZkIGAJoDWSwF5zmvuUuydLl1neVHeWixIagJwABPBad0X5c_qug6iZqBNgeT/s400/hawquilts2.jpg" border="0" /></a> Her family graciously lent these quilts to the show. Amazing. All hand-appliqued and quilted. Gee...and I whine when I have to sew block rows together....<br /><br />I wish I had a long shot of this next quilt by Eileen Sanders. This is the farthest away I could get from the quilt because frankly, I am so in awe of her hand quilting skills that couldn't back away. I was hypnotized by her tiny, perfect, regular stitches:<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN8RVduZb4U39MDtO_ehBzQFwkOUhyVk2jbX8J5N6K7w_DXdtjzbNFThjGLsv-ExoBoSYZhI088SJO1T80TYzRbNkZ2k5Bv1zi29PoPWgNPEjwkk2bMnAi23aK4lb8_fL-xeX5fDQuDlZZ/s1600-h/Eileensfar.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336858893151145426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN8RVduZb4U39MDtO_ehBzQFwkOUhyVk2jbX8J5N6K7w_DXdtjzbNFThjGLsv-ExoBoSYZhI088SJO1T80TYzRbNkZ2k5Bv1zi29PoPWgNPEjwkk2bMnAi23aK4lb8_fL-xeX5fDQuDlZZ/s400/Eileensfar.jpg" border="0" /></a> "Baskets" by Elieen Sanders, 2009, voted Best in Show 2009</div><div align="left"><br />Eileen is a stab-stitcher. She makes those stitches ONE AT A TIME. One year at Quilt Hawaii, Eileen's work was almost dismissed by the judges in the hand-quilting category because the judges initially thought her quilt was machine quilted--it's that perfect.<br /></div><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU6Ybs_2xnangQs-sSdgliKDa95arU6o6qYDPI7lqnkOnS0v1wFG5QbZYvqIbpT9wgNQzB2h-13775sJV0APT_HG7Rjzqusk7VWLzapvBXjJzt30NQhyphenhyphenbJqR190E5iezcz19VCoy4WNJOD/s1600-h/eileenclose.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336858896562191362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU6Ybs_2xnangQs-sSdgliKDa95arU6o6qYDPI7lqnkOnS0v1wFG5QbZYvqIbpT9wgNQzB2h-13775sJV0APT_HG7Rjzqusk7VWLzapvBXjJzt30NQhyphenhyphenbJqR190E5iezcz19VCoy4WNJOD/s400/eileenclose.jpg" border="0" /></a> Can you imagine? Stab stitching all these stitches one stitch at a time??? Mind boggling. And Eileen is a prolific quilter! She turns out one of these huge hand appliqued, hand pieced, hand quilted quilts about one every two months or so.</p><p align="justify">I am humbled by her awesomeness.</p><p align="justify">This quilt is pretty humbling, too:<br /></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0UwIpTWZ1Sv4ceW259JsxtytUsfw8DEEoYRlADH9UDCFZBOTurrJsg_-0fgPIS9Jd1w73qmfdKS9cny6vIgkTDrwg9XcHTtoIS3rf6VBIHwTY7KdiedkzE8UYWYkGKRVWDNWGM5yoYO0M/s1600-h/iz.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336858893172318866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0UwIpTWZ1Sv4ceW259JsxtytUsfw8DEEoYRlADH9UDCFZBOTurrJsg_-0fgPIS9Jd1w73qmfdKS9cny6vIgkTDrwg9XcHTtoIS3rf6VBIHwTY7KdiedkzE8UYWYkGKRVWDNWGM5yoYO0M/s400/iz.jpg" border="0" /></a>"Iz" by Paula Jimenez, 2002 </p><p align="justify"><br /><br />This quilt is a picture of Israel Kamakawiwo'ole, a beloved singer here in Hawaii, now deceased. He's sitting under a mango tree, strumming his ukulele. This quilt took Paula five years to complete. The quilt includes many native Kauaian birds. It's spectacular. The quilt is large...possibly queen size?...not that you'd ever put in on a bed. That's just to give you a size idea.<br /><br />I love this colorful strippy quilt:<br /><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs4O_VfPfAODpoHtn38kwBktwbrQKjTYyoi8heBEUs1N1_Z8wxYK-2JVk09Y645HfwB2MaJ_5qa3az8pke0UTBgnpdpZIp6BGhOg5yok8zEATgENuPdGf1i7ItY6Xrlan0KJHNajO9g25q/s1600-h/jenistrippy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336858627639069330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs4O_VfPfAODpoHtn38kwBktwbrQKjTYyoi8heBEUs1N1_Z8wxYK-2JVk09Y645HfwB2MaJ_5qa3az8pke0UTBgnpdpZIp6BGhOg5yok8zEATgENuPdGf1i7ItY6Xrlan0KJHNajO9g25q/s400/jenistrippy.jpg" border="0" /></a>"Rainbow Quilt," Jeni Hardy, 2009</p><p>I loved this next quilt, but I cannot find the maker's name in the program! No Nene's...anyone...help? I'll edit the maker's name in later. But I just had to show it to you because...wow...isn't it great? Look at those colors!!<br /><br /><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQG5WTDjcrCzJMS3fxSGX3_emVE9lu3ejQfBSllKPb9qWGVxCxKv_P6_pZyB9O3qxk511wAzRvCVn9FEo8cXvdbLiZzq91nGtSofLVEQb5KFWh00dL97a06uiQwuuh1B4olmYCWUKyU3R7/s1600-h/lilly.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336858628768890578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQG5WTDjcrCzJMS3fxSGX3_emVE9lu3ejQfBSllKPb9qWGVxCxKv_P6_pZyB9O3qxk511wAzRvCVn9FEo8cXvdbLiZzq91nGtSofLVEQb5KFWh00dL97a06uiQwuuh1B4olmYCWUKyU3R7/s400/lilly.jpg" border="0" /></a>"Unknown," by Unknown, Unknown Year. Anyone??</p><p align="left"><br /><br />There were demos, too:</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvOOf8DNv6MWMiQM_FTmt6-9XOWaupytSaU0PdW_WFeCRhPwtavPtwtJlo4sH0CYZDU5HF5z9skphKtteT-RAqdKbQRGBIFC9CtvRWMzkfj0K2PY_LrgUOm_1Fhw0B9w5fbXlI5J1zoGM4/s1600-h/roomfar.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336858625797851874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvOOf8DNv6MWMiQM_FTmt6-9XOWaupytSaU0PdW_WFeCRhPwtavPtwtJlo4sH0CYZDU5HF5z9skphKtteT-RAqdKbQRGBIFC9CtvRWMzkfj0K2PY_LrgUOm_1Fhw0B9w5fbXlI5J1zoGM4/s400/roomfar.jpg" border="0" /></a>And this cute Hawaiian shirt quilt by Happy Parks, who comes up with the greatest ideas! I wish I could take a tour of her brain:<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSgo9e0g_MpT4Mj2ofTJDpvdTNxYIdmWR6bIYVGi1eSCUP0XBnmVaS3fnbMsq1Z64ZH2B1ZAIhOh8mzSbPsMZi3rOfmPNCT5jgY6RzqJuHmYT4Tn2i3zxpmlIV7n29XXMxF2FKtHjuh4Oq/s1600-h/shirtsfar.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336858622448574162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSgo9e0g_MpT4Mj2ofTJDpvdTNxYIdmWR6bIYVGi1eSCUP0XBnmVaS3fnbMsq1Z64ZH2B1ZAIhOh8mzSbPsMZi3rOfmPNCT5jgY6RzqJuHmYT4Tn2i3zxpmlIV7n29XXMxF2FKtHjuh4Oq/s400/shirtsfar.jpg" border="0" /></a>"Reyn Spooner Family Quilt," by Happy Parks</div><br />This quilt was made from a collection of Reyn Spooner Hawaiian shirts that belonged to her son, husband, father, and brother-in-law.<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYhgs4VY_aiwPWL4dW7LHG3JImRzEMJaGlOboyiSP7k-cYMgfc9TLTiYVmJ-VeBrWKivRsdtZ5JTHUm3AKa8EhfhqvPxGKrJI4IrPBth_7Gk5oAVVd9mK8S-t1Iv_ZlYnprB4AtwJ9Ge4o/s1600-h/shirtsclose.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336858621183338178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYhgs4VY_aiwPWL4dW7LHG3JImRzEMJaGlOboyiSP7k-cYMgfc9TLTiYVmJ-VeBrWKivRsdtZ5JTHUm3AKa8EhfhqvPxGKrJI4IrPBth_7Gk5oAVVd9mK8S-t1Iv_ZlYnprB4AtwJ9Ge4o/s400/shirtsclose.jpg" border="0" /></a>She used the collar, plaquet, and pocket of 12 shirts, then used the rest for the sashing. Isn't this clever?</p><p>Happy made one of my "Keiki Hula" patterns once and set it in such an imaginative way that I had to ask her if I could copy it. I love her work.</p><p>Back at the home front, I am busy being a mom again. All's right with the world.</p><p>I guess having a brain is overrated.</p><p>I am content.</p><p>Oh! and P.S. Be sure to look for me in the latest Quilter's Newsletter Magazine. I haven't seen the "Meeting Place" article yet, but thanks for your nice comments about it! I always worry about how I'm going to come off in an interview...I can be a little irreverent, you know. I hope it's okay...</p><p></p></div>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-76039911748553034672009-05-05T11:13:00.006-10:002009-05-05T12:31:48.871-10:00More Spring Fever Randomness<p align="justify">No, I haven't got all my mental marbles back yet. My mind is still off wandering somewhere and shows no signs of returning. I wish it had left a note. Am I going to be like this until Summer?</p><p align="justify">Meanwhile, some more Spring Fever randomness:</p><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_sqppWNLqkiZHOoCBID-pNbhqu26Y8pZW1YI8rDcSDfnM6UdVWJlXdGU9K6fWH6Gf3VNNVh5CcF-xE2lmB6CNWA5t9mw8bQ7Zj3nP9aGcWJv3fDzi1so-JGY7nBdIY69UX9b0CjonBe-u/s1600-h/skirtfar.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332453922666515762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_sqppWNLqkiZHOoCBID-pNbhqu26Y8pZW1YI8rDcSDfnM6UdVWJlXdGU9K6fWH6Gf3VNNVh5CcF-xE2lmB6CNWA5t9mw8bQ7Zj3nP9aGcWJv3fDzi1so-JGY7nBdIY69UX9b0CjonBe-u/s400/skirtfar.jpg" border="0" /></a> I made a skirt. It's fitted and has a zipper. </div><div align="justify"><br /></div><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVM6TmOn_BvTZlV-bD3kvRtdMDx5j_Hoju1OvLBaHMs1aoprvdSM421RqNHDrMV0lCihuTp16TV_gG1vDhWo6QW2jaUt5cD3mHiHmjnvTCC79w_xrhcWDTV7K74QpT_tJshlwnDpairEha/s1600-h/skirtclose.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332453918781941250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 367px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVM6TmOn_BvTZlV-bD3kvRtdMDx5j_Hoju1OvLBaHMs1aoprvdSM421RqNHDrMV0lCihuTp16TV_gG1vDhWo6QW2jaUt5cD3mHiHmjnvTCC79w_xrhcWDTV7K74QpT_tJshlwnDpairEha/s400/skirtclose.jpg" border="0" /></a> Of course, since I don't have a brain right now, I made mistake on the waistline. I made the waistline a little too big, but that's better than too small...right? More room for strawberries.</p><p align="justify">I made the skirt from this book:<br /></p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiShDu4L5EISRL8j1VQZgg4w4_gxgQR2-dK5klJczquGfRL5-hxVZz-Efdt7_TIWNyPzj5bp1MQE7l6VCSgfiBzP6HmT4GdJknVl5D_CcfqJQnCzpfpUoIkvT3fFDH1T2cvmALyP-EO4jJN/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332453920563619954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiShDu4L5EISRL8j1VQZgg4w4_gxgQR2-dK5klJczquGfRL5-hxVZz-Efdt7_TIWNyPzj5bp1MQE7l6VCSgfiBzP6HmT4GdJknVl5D_CcfqJQnCzpfpUoIkvT3fFDH1T2cvmALyP-EO4jJN/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a> Sew What! Skirts. Fantastic book. You can make custom fitted skirts easily, even if you don't have a brain!</p><p align="justify">Uh oh....mind wandering alert. Do you have this problem:<br /></p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizYg1NPUmMdWSONCGokWOazNx_sSm4Dd34NShBsIyfgorehLF-Tv3dD_MgbHnr2DVx6M1bXlZ2upf9drZk-03g-vsvSjBtkoGg31zbW_pXQ0Z5YDdRAIKo_qt-n7_CnReZi4ImgI-JlN-B/s1600-h/100_8696e.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332453386342494114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizYg1NPUmMdWSONCGokWOazNx_sSm4Dd34NShBsIyfgorehLF-Tv3dD_MgbHnr2DVx6M1bXlZ2upf9drZk-03g-vsvSjBtkoGg31zbW_pXQ0Z5YDdRAIKo_qt-n7_CnReZi4ImgI-JlN-B/s400/100_8696e.jpg" border="0" /></a> Piglets overrunning your yard? We do. These are wild piglets and they're soooo cute...but they're accompanied by their very agressive mama, who storms out of the bushes to charge anyone who walks into the yard. It's a problem.</p><p align="justify">This is what the adult pigs look like:<br /></p><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl5oK2bfqu9BH18xCYn7TNZJuhlU9EslVxTWfVjzOtCkTHN0iM-n1s571rbY97OpBPW-99MvXvqyDxN2FtD0uuka7_s5BrxXGUDS7I5iHQzewReRb64xeFEswSR1oPlvESLpr9Hd_klq5J/s1600-h/pigz.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332453377178244418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl5oK2bfqu9BH18xCYn7TNZJuhlU9EslVxTWfVjzOtCkTHN0iM-n1s571rbY97OpBPW-99MvXvqyDxN2FtD0uuka7_s5BrxXGUDS7I5iHQzewReRb64xeFEswSR1oPlvESLpr9Hd_klq5J/s400/pigz.jpg" border="0" /></a> These are the neighbor's pigs, but they're quite tame. I can't get a good picture of the wild mama that's charging me because I'm usually too busy screaming and running back toward my house. It's a problem.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcZZq9uv54nZhOTVeczMbZ-QyHvmPFPkZCJfjb8ojhD-HF3HI5e_utBRkRHYKy0vHXQyHXKY9jSvk9cqmLSpBe4AjqCrOOGBHChyphenhyphenHKmwpBZwyP4wZ1Mxq1hWC9BX05dAtjKewj_CChRn6J/s1600-h/100_0273e.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332453375694535314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcZZq9uv54nZhOTVeczMbZ-QyHvmPFPkZCJfjb8ojhD-HF3HI5e_utBRkRHYKy0vHXQyHXKY9jSvk9cqmLSpBe4AjqCrOOGBHChyphenhyphenHKmwpBZwyP4wZ1Mxq1hWC9BX05dAtjKewj_CChRn6J/s400/100_0273e.jpg" border="0" /></a> This is a horse that visits us occasionally. He keeps the pigs away.<br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYQYzOMgEBh66GoHpYP0xfMgA9dpTMRD-gtqqnoc5wMgmv7QqmPMAHqXWcXcM56NR9uytOjD2cW3NTqsCKjKEIragjwflKC1g-YmlM3zPut7ZfYHM4AqmXlr_0YgpcKQWDvtFqqyzD6OG_/s1600-h/pidgy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332453371953954450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYQYzOMgEBh66GoHpYP0xfMgA9dpTMRD-gtqqnoc5wMgmv7QqmPMAHqXWcXcM56NR9uytOjD2cW3NTqsCKjKEIragjwflKC1g-YmlM3zPut7ZfYHM4AqmXlr_0YgpcKQWDvtFqqyzD6OG_/s400/pidgy.jpg" border="0" /></a> Speaking of visitors, we have a pigeon that started visiting us recently. I don't think we had pigeons before Wal Mart came to our island. Now they're at Wal Mart, Kukui Grove Mall, and Lihue McDonald's. They're spreading to all the people-y places. I don't think we should be feeding him, but look at that cute birdie face! We're keeping him in captivity so he doesn't breed. Don't want to displace any endangered Hawaii birds! He seems happy enough in his cage.</p><p>This one's name is Mr. Pidgy. He growls when you get close to him--it's really funny. Have you heard a pigeon do that hiss-growl thing....or is that just our Kauai WalMart variety? Maybe he learned it from the pig.</p><p>Here's another project I've finished lately, which has nothing much to do with anything else I've written here...<br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJo42D-dbH0bAL_NKlYzOBQICaHyadBhbwtPh-IF8VS6-0m-M15UQWeEwX7t4eMNb2uZBYbcCo_XKF9EJwBTUfnJeYaPk5l8Pp6JKhrtWowa4VNXUA6mPk8j4A5vj3Q4PUG1_2pshjjIvK/s1600-h/owlstitchery.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332453362748384098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 383px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJo42D-dbH0bAL_NKlYzOBQICaHyadBhbwtPh-IF8VS6-0m-M15UQWeEwX7t4eMNb2uZBYbcCo_XKF9EJwBTUfnJeYaPk5l8Pp6JKhrtWowa4VNXUA6mPk8j4A5vj3Q4PUG1_2pshjjIvK/s400/owlstitchery.jpg" border="0" /></a> Mr. Wise Owl. Made from an old Aunt Martha transfer pack.</p><p>More animal pictures:<br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR6F3dofI_o-xVIe2zaVJUJp5jczocwyuEWs99hceIFSmD2EtfmTna_n5ZSdGvVA4NQ30GASe-xH1weyxLkc-9F0S4XFzpcvW-24r6GzXS9vL29GQeUs4AmL3BRByc3YkhMVrjjog257-1/s1600-h/bigslavquilt.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332451899800375954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR6F3dofI_o-xVIe2zaVJUJp5jczocwyuEWs99hceIFSmD2EtfmTna_n5ZSdGvVA4NQ30GASe-xH1weyxLkc-9F0S4XFzpcvW-24r6GzXS9vL29GQeUs4AmL3BRByc3YkhMVrjjog257-1/s400/bigslavquilt.jpg" border="0" /></a> Mr. Bigglesworth is wondering why all the animals that come live with us have the prefix "Mr." or "Mrs." I guess it's because I respect animals. And also...they have their secrets, don't they? I don't really think you can ever <em>really</em> name an animal. They have their own name for themselves that you can never know. So I leave their secret first name up to them.</p><p>Of course, when they're not big enough to be a Mr. or Mrs.:<br /><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfZLtmec_1zsiXdWhQY5RuoPKOQxmDy3mqaUKIZQ9UWQsvuD0YeEhZszn851L5t3NSK_1345tYpQzkxxLHAwx3iNS6bfOYrnaxDzBP1lxTAJm3XRyPzVGas0wuS9W8qERI4mFBXijeQpiz/s1600-h/kittymrbig.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332451893463237618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfZLtmec_1zsiXdWhQY5RuoPKOQxmDy3mqaUKIZQ9UWQsvuD0YeEhZszn851L5t3NSK_1345tYpQzkxxLHAwx3iNS6bfOYrnaxDzBP1lxTAJm3XRyPzVGas0wuS9W8qERI4mFBXijeQpiz/s400/kittymrbig.jpg" border="0" /></a> Awwwwwwww. Mr. Bigglesworth, just a few days after we got him from the Humane Society. His name was just "kitty" here. What a lovely little creature he is.<br /><br />For the life of me, I can't think of a segue into this next picture:<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUxuTUFnr2SGSYOTrJW-OKBCuuXnJodiqMry5UaS6pyEVcCPIQUFoyHxgeoJI3MAXf5EoLLTkhVnWKGFOHo7X7CT5fk5X49yuVPBgTnGcZuxcbWpxqj134R6nNrMSPauLt-cKxyVLzGhOL/s1600-h/cookiesfar.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332451890273231746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUxuTUFnr2SGSYOTrJW-OKBCuuXnJodiqMry5UaS6pyEVcCPIQUFoyHxgeoJI3MAXf5EoLLTkhVnWKGFOHo7X7CT5fk5X49yuVPBgTnGcZuxcbWpxqj134R6nNrMSPauLt-cKxyVLzGhOL/s400/cookiesfar.jpg" border="0" /></a> My chocolate chip cookies. My favorite recipe is the Tollhouse recipe which is printed on the back of the chocolate chips. But why do my cookies always come out looking like this:<br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFJZthsMiPUtozi4v0T6R9-LOFFcPUYQ5Vc5Gv9MzN5ydokctplAuziMt5D9rJJMXzFo_XMyhGgriDw3qFiMMOwDxROv_fYsZoeBUZBHUBSD-HAEkiTlf0hlpB-AiH30uH3BB0S5gSw5MH/s1600-h/cookieclose.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332451884306062050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFJZthsMiPUtozi4v0T6R9-LOFFcPUYQ5Vc5Gv9MzN5ydokctplAuziMt5D9rJJMXzFo_XMyhGgriDw3qFiMMOwDxROv_fYsZoeBUZBHUBSD-HAEkiTlf0hlpB-AiH30uH3BB0S5gSw5MH/s400/cookieclose.jpg" border="0" /></a> Flat and wrinkly. They taste good, of course, but why flat and wrinkly? My cookies used to come out puffy...do any of you know what the problem could be? Thanks in advance for any insight, and also thanks in advance for not telling me that my cookies are just going through menopause. They're very sensitive these days...</p><p>Yay! The last topic change....I think. Maybe.</p><div><br /></div><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqMfnvQuyXgMiGZRfaOh222SeE9t1KNt2OdKQyItOzubCBj5g_gwTG0HtkgGNp9VPWPKVif4LQZDZ2gCmi6J19Oyv1lKn-jEgKVBrAWOsy1A_LUUBbNsHqYfyazyr5dz5HjchPA9z4ZZQp/s1600-h/lovebirds.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332451881732948626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqMfnvQuyXgMiGZRfaOh222SeE9t1KNt2OdKQyItOzubCBj5g_gwTG0HtkgGNp9VPWPKVif4LQZDZ2gCmi6J19Oyv1lKn-jEgKVBrAWOsy1A_LUUBbNsHqYfyazyr5dz5HjchPA9z4ZZQp/s400/lovebirds.jpg" border="0" /></a> My husband and I will be celebrating our 24th anniversary this Sunday. I'm the luckiest woman on earth. I love being married to him and love him with all my heart. Happy Anniversary, Honey.</p><p>And more good news...my son Grayson will be home from college for the summer on May 9th! This will be one wonderful weekend. With any luck, my brain will check in briefly in order to enjoy it.</p></div><p></p><br /></div>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com60tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-1914840088019580682009-04-28T16:46:00.006-10:002009-04-28T17:20:06.647-10:00Spring Fever?<p>I think I have Spring Fever. Does anyone know what the symptoms are? I'm busy, but I just feel so...hmmm....unfocused. I'm not doing anything I SHOULD be doing...I just feel like wandering around, doing a little bit of everything.</p><p>For instance, I have this incredibly lovely stack of fabric that I got for Christmas last year:</p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqtav46ZtGuKEx5v8VhOLvrHhnR6DsYAINPq1iPiilhK-3LC8uHs-pC9McSXa6W5V5X98MhdfGCXP-u5gZwaYR0k3-6HSa4b2LkSbCnnRphil1ZlzV07XzWDIAlFvS1lqajcMkW0plD9GN/s1600-h/sq1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329939985709262114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqtav46ZtGuKEx5v8VhOLvrHhnR6DsYAINPq1iPiilhK-3LC8uHs-pC9McSXa6W5V5X98MhdfGCXP-u5gZwaYR0k3-6HSa4b2LkSbCnnRphil1ZlzV07XzWDIAlFvS1lqajcMkW0plD9GN/s400/sq1.jpg" border="0" /></a> And this perfectly wonderful pattern to make it into:<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDTVmy_ESnnM9cXWzL44A7hVWuzh7CQ662DrCw8hY_eWKJWuZCLW8bH49-O4GW6uPGRbKV88fLvK3EdwXj0UGtDn1-aM5mwq8hNJPnzvG7uJm81adrnE0L6_f7pV86iNhKQXqGRQ8Kcy0G/s1600-h/sq2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329939982509007314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDTVmy_ESnnM9cXWzL44A7hVWuzh7CQ662DrCw8hY_eWKJWuZCLW8bH49-O4GW6uPGRbKV88fLvK3EdwXj0UGtDn1-aM5mwq8hNJPnzvG7uJm81adrnE0L6_f7pV86iNhKQXqGRQ8Kcy0G/s400/sq2.jpg" border="0" /></a>But I don't feel like tackling a big project right now! My attention span is too short. So I do silly things like this:<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFEb41BOgssiUjI_6m0sWU5bdxASH_BIPle9v1KQJsL43fa0wMKstMYHgAyyEUqhF0TgXE0byWUgq-jayb-ptMaFgG7vAyrJ11rFpO4wBQLQMKfCAjk7H5vGVMBmEkPFytBs8Y3JIhzOfe/s1600-h/sq3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329939981082694194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFEb41BOgssiUjI_6m0sWU5bdxASH_BIPle9v1KQJsL43fa0wMKstMYHgAyyEUqhF0TgXE0byWUgq-jayb-ptMaFgG7vAyrJ11rFpO4wBQLQMKfCAjk7H5vGVMBmEkPFytBs8Y3JIhzOfe/s400/sq3.jpg" border="0" /></a> I made a thrifted pillowcase into an apron. I think it came out pretty...but still...<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtiWNQLICfSHGtqHPJ2fTHauOA-9x-lyyeYPvwFzCl-Hjug2U2QmC4_5Aczv6p3yXcxzFNgS84obV9V-j4XsaF2nn6AAMtAzj2a-B_a7-fumCY898PrXg3k7ZOefJzNXfmpSiBox3JoMCB/s1600-h/sq4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329939831277618482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtiWNQLICfSHGtqHPJ2fTHauOA-9x-lyyeYPvwFzCl-Hjug2U2QmC4_5Aczv6p3yXcxzFNgS84obV9V-j4XsaF2nn6AAMtAzj2a-B_a7-fumCY898PrXg3k7ZOefJzNXfmpSiBox3JoMCB/s400/sq4.jpg" border="0" /></a> I have an entire stack of perfectly wonderful new crisp fabric waiting for me...and I'm sewing together old sheets again. What is wrong with me??</p><p>I did finish a useful pair of socks:<br /><br /><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLV8MQWCLmSACB5Nj2HcTFaV2eFpKxCdWr9GkKVfUPvCgEKvlWZSYVzB3JZQrmkfcpwgsaRUeblaJLfx5qjzscuetnBPx-Yfl3AO-u_dk3SxYCyQtBvqLu8vGJxGhFkLKF5F7WmLJTy6dy/s1600-h/sq5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329939831188872722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLV8MQWCLmSACB5Nj2HcTFaV2eFpKxCdWr9GkKVfUPvCgEKvlWZSYVzB3JZQrmkfcpwgsaRUeblaJLfx5qjzscuetnBPx-Yfl3AO-u_dk3SxYCyQtBvqLu8vGJxGhFkLKF5F7WmLJTy6dy/s400/sq5.jpg" border="0" /></a> These are my "Jury Duty" socks. I started them as a mindless, chartless project when I was called for jury duty...but my case got cancelled (yay!) and I was stuck with finishing the world's most boring sock pattern. I like the yarn--it's Misti Alpaca. Very warm and soft, which are my two favorite qualities in a sock.</p><p>But then I went back to sewing old dishtowels:<br /></p><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTVFUh1uy5Hcsxpm9APuYFWD-q8PyfHusWpSYM4S3l3sad6QGslP7qqeSXUMyLvg8EBGtdIkH8ZKC27HnKU-IgitjhFI_0zo6kJjcS73gN4q4lp5B9CTsvE_48Civx0Ujy3bvgA_cSh1t7/s1600-h/sq6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329939825506481602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTVFUh1uy5Hcsxpm9APuYFWD-q8PyfHusWpSYM4S3l3sad6QGslP7qqeSXUMyLvg8EBGtdIkH8ZKC27HnKU-IgitjhFI_0zo6kJjcS73gN4q4lp5B9CTsvE_48Civx0Ujy3bvgA_cSh1t7/s400/sq6.jpg" border="0" /></a> Can you guess what this is? Here it is, unrolled:<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL_7eTt248JOV60-_utHj7hjJxs81dRpYSmsA3G9pNKiiWF3mtv-HWB2_RBqNOxGK5fO8nmQsPv28rZMLvf1746kXLS-UFyobmTVGazZBkhtpvAQwyMnVE_lTc8tl3t16W0BQsarvnyPMT/s1600-h/sq7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329939825513523026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL_7eTt248JOV60-_utHj7hjJxs81dRpYSmsA3G9pNKiiWF3mtv-HWB2_RBqNOxGK5fO8nmQsPv28rZMLvf1746kXLS-UFyobmTVGazZBkhtpvAQwyMnVE_lTc8tl3t16W0BQsarvnyPMT/s400/sq7.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />And unflapped:<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2OH_TfUeoO7nOFY2O1YKqTAJRvEeuwjc51CGikq-lcarYqfWVlIraxPU2HdQWHbrWv9Qaes9Hm1BXn4PGx_HXtHzh83vQwBYaU5_q_VbrjEZhOs1dQXbechM_MCn7OCJFvPNtYFt4TDwK/s1600-h/sq8.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329939821277627170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2OH_TfUeoO7nOFY2O1YKqTAJRvEeuwjc51CGikq-lcarYqfWVlIraxPU2HdQWHbrWv9Qaes9Hm1BXn4PGx_HXtHzh83vQwBYaU5_q_VbrjEZhOs1dQXbechM_MCn7OCJFvPNtYFt4TDwK/s400/sq8.jpg" border="0" /></a> My dpn's now have a cozy little bed to sleep in. I used two Martha Stewart dishtowels, some batting, and a bit of fabric to make the flap. Don't they look cute all tucked in?<br /><br /></div><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhley5p4Us4wMs_gH00XYASj2DXYgmNZA3pp_LFHZ9ZbmYBB2H44bSPepGjsUdS1itjNjfsfHeQ-8wwcXxE-ZaRpwOTm33EnQpVm_OpWBOqQz1X4m729rGlrcA_W6_dJlTP0S42XlLEOBIr/s1600-h/sq9.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329939651730609026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhley5p4Us4wMs_gH00XYASj2DXYgmNZA3pp_LFHZ9ZbmYBB2H44bSPepGjsUdS1itjNjfsfHeQ-8wwcXxE-ZaRpwOTm33EnQpVm_OpWBOqQz1X4m729rGlrcA_W6_dJlTP0S42XlLEOBIr/s400/sq9.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Spring fever, I tell you.</p><p>As long as my mind is wandering, I'll tell you about my new favorite cereal:<br /><br /><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhtJCCHaw0Hu3CJ1xSyT1ShqTCQiXNMBssCDh7pLZtJV7nfEpK10j_ChNBv9k1Oh4Vkdu8Xb00gxwvTmhEI-MuOT2F3NJgWBKeiz7C6N2deF9pZdY8N531w968ZYr2Ix3gsYsOHV8AFcAX/s1600-h/sq10.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329939647707144402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhtJCCHaw0Hu3CJ1xSyT1ShqTCQiXNMBssCDh7pLZtJV7nfEpK10j_ChNBv9k1Oh4Vkdu8Xb00gxwvTmhEI-MuOT2F3NJgWBKeiz7C6N2deF9pZdY8N531w968ZYr2Ix3gsYsOHV8AFcAX/s400/sq10.jpg" border="0" /></a> I'm on a gluten-free diet now, just to see what happens. It's been two weeks and so far, I don't feel much different. Maybe gluten was responsible for my former longer attention span...you think? Nah. Anyway, this stuff is yummy! I think the box is happy, too. Can't you just see a quilt in all those colors?</p><p>Speaking of yummy, it's lychee time of year again:<br /><br /><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGCzQGEJ19nhRisWugwWC8l9h1UnjEDIl7XGUvzq66WTFDxjl4JeisTAheD13bk-USi40dMR5bT06EU5jl4hD32Gep5gZZ8HxPOspqSsjAYfL12UUTkHayZCKlyQrcj6klnUtnyAMFUHza/s1600-h/sq11.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329939647198530082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGCzQGEJ19nhRisWugwWC8l9h1UnjEDIl7XGUvzq66WTFDxjl4JeisTAheD13bk-USi40dMR5bT06EU5jl4hD32Gep5gZZ8HxPOspqSsjAYfL12UUTkHayZCKlyQrcj6klnUtnyAMFUHza/s400/sq11.jpg" border="0" /></a> These are so sweet and tasty. Have you ever had lychee? You peel back the red skin and eat the flesh, which tastes a bit like a grape, but more floral-tasting. These are not quite ready; they'll get redder and sweeter.</p><p>My orchids are showing off right now:<br /><br /><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs6pqtSEeRbaMrxPMsxllEbpV8OjkUe7xWYiYWuNCJ-267u5D8S8nJoIfTo9_nFXi0DMb-XBZGGQ0o0d951z108hyjzUM2snj5l6SnsAiLKhjECz6IzgcQDCHV9t04XVgxeEb8sE-XZ7LG/s1600-h/sq12.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329939643827865490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs6pqtSEeRbaMrxPMsxllEbpV8OjkUe7xWYiYWuNCJ-267u5D8S8nJoIfTo9_nFXi0DMb-XBZGGQ0o0d951z108hyjzUM2snj5l6SnsAiLKhjECz6IzgcQDCHV9t04XVgxeEb8sE-XZ7LG/s400/sq12.jpg" border="0" /></a> Hello, my pretties. Do you have Spring Fever, too?</p><p>While I'm wandering around the yard, this new little family crosses my path:<br /><br /><br /></p><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnM2WYJnExwfYfYHRoZFArIhLtPYioPJtSKGd1GHxnctQTwXD_NC1c-eCvIhMOoa5Eik3iRYeExL1HYl8sGRv5nX4a0hTEhucFZu9NZzs-7i6QH5QBvvnfXI61JJI78WzwW_GeBgpN5VdX/s1600-h/sq13.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329939641681936306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnM2WYJnExwfYfYHRoZFArIhLtPYioPJtSKGd1GHxnctQTwXD_NC1c-eCvIhMOoa5Eik3iRYeExL1HYl8sGRv5nX4a0hTEhucFZu9NZzs-7i6QH5QBvvnfXI61JJI78WzwW_GeBgpN5VdX/s400/sq13.jpg" border="0" /></a></div></div></div></div></div><br /><p>The yard is so lovely, I just may stay out here and wander a bit.</p><p>Is there any cure for this?</p>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-53769388007696575992009-04-19T13:54:00.011-10:002009-04-19T14:54:37.058-10:00No More Haunted Mansion<div align="justify">Remember my morgue-like sewing room?</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6E2JNXB61UPMHb_tvTjP-tj8VsNxoVPhhYQuw6_sDWsfa3rllmi-LXEF47yTcBT4imAYsvLhZNUWiLkLF4DH0gl0xCfL49zITx9gqW1crJN5O6Wf_TEQjSlQMs0BDAOogOIblurcr-X8m/s1600-h/sr1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326556066397438338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6E2JNXB61UPMHb_tvTjP-tj8VsNxoVPhhYQuw6_sDWsfa3rllmi-LXEF47yTcBT4imAYsvLhZNUWiLkLF4DH0gl0xCfL49zITx9gqW1crJN5O6Wf_TEQjSlQMs0BDAOogOIblurcr-X8m/s400/sr1.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong></strong></div><p align="center">NO MORE FUNERAL PARLOR DRAPES!! WHOO HOOOOO! </p><p align="center"></p><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvXb2wy4e35DlZaD4-i0xWWura7dKp5NeYQZcKwVPAgmiWqNn_XZYpisB3HW-B2ZGCIQvldWzV7Nlm6Lik0b-VC0SF0hvbJwOQvlVcuyCdWLiFhojSLY9922NNkfkxeAD2VKhFWgN_KQMj/s1600-h/sr2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326555874030017874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvXb2wy4e35DlZaD4-i0xWWura7dKp5NeYQZcKwVPAgmiWqNn_XZYpisB3HW-B2ZGCIQvldWzV7Nlm6Lik0b-VC0SF0hvbJwOQvlVcuyCdWLiFhojSLY9922NNkfkxeAD2VKhFWgN_KQMj/s400/sr2.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><p align="justify">Gee, it's about time, isn't it? I've only been staring at those horrible depressing drapes--courtesy of our home's previous owner--for ten years now. Yay! We now have nice white faux wood blinds, courtesy of our local Home Depot. </p><p align="justify">And did you notice the color? We painted, too! (Thanks for all your color suggestions on <a href="http://lisaboyer.blogspot.com/2009/01/fresh-paint.html">this post</a>.) This was my inspiration palette:</p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpgUWpY_TXkkjc2EVpnto34MedSJUvoBhK6DR2v4veM-l5SOOdDw8OEQb3CkPjQc-ZbQojBlWDm5Oy5yTwtXfhhhr4q440ZgOL8pQDCfxQ3kFAoy-mNyLEy7okZALPpgxhK64EhOqY6rK1/s1600-h/sr3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326555873874042322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpgUWpY_TXkkjc2EVpnto34MedSJUvoBhK6DR2v4veM-l5SOOdDw8OEQb3CkPjQc-ZbQojBlWDm5Oy5yTwtXfhhhr4q440ZgOL8pQDCfxQ3kFAoy-mNyLEy7okZALPpgxhK64EhOqY6rK1/s400/sr3.jpg" border="0" /></a> Obviously, a color scheme selected by a perimenopausal woman living in Hawaii. Summer is so dang hot! I'd rather fantasize that I'm living atop that iceberg there.<br /></p><p align="justify">Here were the iceberg-inspired swatches that I agonized over:<br /></p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj54rqD-KwnN4VXUhQocqJtV1agdX6DB6B8JA1T1DKNnbYC6e0hLDu1fy2kWQB1ApFn_2Cwd868dcbElhmsA86Yn_B64zwV4SKDr88VlrcUdD62MGsA0enVaxQRM7KpJyDaBI_gpshaOyxB/s1600-h/sr4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326555870599339986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj54rqD-KwnN4VXUhQocqJtV1agdX6DB6B8JA1T1DKNnbYC6e0hLDu1fy2kWQB1ApFn_2Cwd868dcbElhmsA86Yn_B64zwV4SKDr88VlrcUdD62MGsA0enVaxQRM7KpJyDaBI_gpshaOyxB/s400/sr4.jpg" border="0" /></a> As you can see, icy, cool, ice cube colors. I had actually decided on "Tide Pools," which is on the card furthest to your left--middle swatch. But the day we purchased the paint, I forgot my paint swatches at home, and had to remember what color I had decided upon. The remembering part didn't go so well--I picked out a new group of aqua swatches and "Delicate Mist" looked and sounded more familiar, so I bought a gallon of that one. ("Delicate Mist" is the middle card, middle color.)</p><p align="justify">I remembered wrong. Oh well, it's kind of close. It looked closer under the lighting at Home Depot, anyway.<br /></p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg-z0v6oitc740X8ePFfJX3jYLKu6ZHFLsIjhgaYfnQsxDCz0WVGoXGMxpPvxdC1j6DVSrWVPgZsG8HWW-vsAVK_w4zyYDEdCo4Re3QkgI_Kvh-4fAgGdi5lwh52TYF1L7A6GZDaaKF2zo/s1600-h/sr5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326555868917073186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg-z0v6oitc740X8ePFfJX3jYLKu6ZHFLsIjhgaYfnQsxDCz0WVGoXGMxpPvxdC1j6DVSrWVPgZsG8HWW-vsAVK_w4zyYDEdCo4Re3QkgI_Kvh-4fAgGdi5lwh52TYF1L7A6GZDaaKF2zo/s400/sr5.jpg" border="0" /></a> It's difficult to capture the color in this room! There is too much light to be able to see it very well.</p><p align="justify">We actually finished painting a couple weeks ago, but I didn't post pictures because I couldn't get good pictures of the paint color (I still can't). The window light burns out the camera, so the color is hard to photograph.<br /></p><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPmSUiPOExxMhwGnEQjEcfytUTtUsPAlfls3KInwc_IOv-xwArK41eAE6fN5dlWZF5_0-by2GjnV78XRkZp022o1VnVYZU-rGOTmivyUYaxF3oCdJY8bOsoYQx_7KSh2sD-FxBw1CEUBGY/s1600-h/sr6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326555865856586994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPmSUiPOExxMhwGnEQjEcfytUTtUsPAlfls3KInwc_IOv-xwArK41eAE6fN5dlWZF5_0-by2GjnV78XRkZp022o1VnVYZU-rGOTmivyUYaxF3oCdJY8bOsoYQx_7KSh2sD-FxBw1CEUBGY/s400/sr6.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />It's a very delicate color. I like it a lot. I think if it were any darker, I'd tire of it easily.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikr-azzZFkgBQ51Ho2vVDKSgl2JxUb_Qopuge6ExkTc8ZRKNgdZPRRy38nngKAnUcPAe1lj0yP1HcbtWJhXhNSwpBaTUbWEffq52H4outeVClA7M4teZ-zBQ42KcXftih8PySAYxAvkZV0/s1600-h/sr7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326555365429438962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikr-azzZFkgBQ51Ho2vVDKSgl2JxUb_Qopuge6ExkTc8ZRKNgdZPRRy38nngKAnUcPAe1lj0yP1HcbtWJhXhNSwpBaTUbWEffq52H4outeVClA7M4teZ-zBQ42KcXftih8PySAYxAvkZV0/s400/sr7.jpg" border="0" /></a> It feels very serene and peaceful in here atop my imaginary iceberg.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCAppgGXMu1dS2C9zE8M95coTyqFn8WL99r-igxZinTEU9SybtzeuzlNGYM9sAcrRZrbOGB-_YRbZVJqqA4ODE95QckwxSswjrVhhyphenhyphenRN9PZ0g5uD9itOrgfjKW84AsLQOckaG6qmUyzGnQ/s1600-h/sr8.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326555367020243858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCAppgGXMu1dS2C9zE8M95coTyqFn8WL99r-igxZinTEU9SybtzeuzlNGYM9sAcrRZrbOGB-_YRbZVJqqA4ODE95QckwxSswjrVhhyphenhyphenRN9PZ0g5uD9itOrgfjKW84AsLQOckaG6qmUyzGnQ/s400/sr8.jpg" border="0" /></a> I picked up this sconce at my favorite thrift store. It's perfect for my knitting needles.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK9MQ1pP_V5GJFnyRi-VfmCaBQkxkB-s6_NqXgYWJgztN5MpbMpCGFWdAzaJhSZbJFllpq8AMrmM8EviKPmCNEvaxUSA1Are7OcJV4C991pbAXzNkDjgocKHn-3vCmtPHH7bLdt7zVFWtW/s1600-h/sr85.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326555363414277506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK9MQ1pP_V5GJFnyRi-VfmCaBQkxkB-s6_NqXgYWJgztN5MpbMpCGFWdAzaJhSZbJFllpq8AMrmM8EviKPmCNEvaxUSA1Are7OcJV4C991pbAXzNkDjgocKHn-3vCmtPHH7bLdt7zVFWtW/s400/sr85.jpg" border="0" /></a> The light aqua is a little easier to see on this wall--but still, you don't see the whole large cumulative blue/green/gray space. It's a large room, so there is plenty of blue.<br /><br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgalX3xpu3HDbB3U50rOXZSzfkp6Zy3Qm4XzVkcG5EH2R_PIpjLlF-4_4LULGgtzDumTIeSjGliMuDFZhNsXRE7TnGoDOygwq3MTQGMJazVPk1e8JI6nu20X27pJPxcLlrwEIDlfi4nEm6B/s1600-h/sr9.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326555363520537634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgalX3xpu3HDbB3U50rOXZSzfkp6Zy3Qm4XzVkcG5EH2R_PIpjLlF-4_4LULGgtzDumTIeSjGliMuDFZhNsXRE7TnGoDOygwq3MTQGMJazVPk1e8JI6nu20X27pJPxcLlrwEIDlfi4nEm6B/s400/sr9.jpg" border="0" /></a> My sewing room will never be a "pretty" room. It's my work room. My quilt factory. I love my sewing table (ugly) and my machine-on-a-stick (12 feet of bare wood and sprinkler pipe), and all the yarn storage beneath. I suppose I could drape everything in fabric...but ugh...I'd rather be quilting. Besides, with all the bright natural light, decorator fabric fades in six months. Not worth it.</p><p>I like my room to be practical and rearrangeable. I also like to store my bulky, unattractive items so they are easy to get to. I think if I made it a really "pretty" room, I'd never want to get it messy!<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibG4kRYX0QNNXKH3rQQZnQgWcpRu3DLPRUvzhId6hydt1yJnqAnbHPuKY9EURgvLYNkWI_TJdlUolkutwyVWCCy2KpqUbIsj3-s_D5tfxPpPUjvkOpgf6cFwfusYQnxoe9DSBkMrcC6WMd/s1600-h/sr10.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326555357832008914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibG4kRYX0QNNXKH3rQQZnQgWcpRu3DLPRUvzhId6hydt1yJnqAnbHPuKY9EURgvLYNkWI_TJdlUolkutwyVWCCy2KpqUbIsj3-s_D5tfxPpPUjvkOpgf6cFwfusYQnxoe9DSBkMrcC6WMd/s400/sr10.jpg" border="0" /></a> I love my space. It feels very restful, without feeling very "Rest in Peace"-full, if you know what I mean.<br /></div>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com37tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-3909838727211977572009-04-14T11:01:00.007-10:002009-04-14T12:04:13.767-10:00I Survived the Shawl<p align="justify">I survived the shawl.</p><p align="justify">I am soooo glad this project is done. Here is "<a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/ishbel">Ishbel</a>:"</p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhoo_E7E0j8mjW-8I3U5bKT_KfSJMsLQJSA5GWG_gkOqfHrBiTTfZClM1fHZL1742JA56VRpUygNRvpbcS3SNz_T2Uktnw07gRfBcLQlzbhSwt-2NiJPj8CLAU2yA__x7oWKfHAN-FAb5g/s1600-h/shawl1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324655590482561490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhoo_E7E0j8mjW-8I3U5bKT_KfSJMsLQJSA5GWG_gkOqfHrBiTTfZClM1fHZL1742JA56VRpUygNRvpbcS3SNz_T2Uktnw07gRfBcLQlzbhSwt-2NiJPj8CLAU2yA__x7oWKfHAN-FAb5g/s400/shawl1.jpg" border="0" /></a>The Shawl of Pure Evil.</p><p align="justify">Grrrrrr. Oh sure...in this picture, it's laying here all innocent and soft, but don't be deceived. It's a vicious little thing. Fuzz, billions of yarnovers, dropped stitches, more fuzz, multiple charts, boring stockinette with teeny tiny FUZZY yarn--it's just plain mean. See the points? Think of them as fangs with my blood dripping from them.</p><p align="justify">I only finished this shawl because it taunted me. It lay in wait for me on my recliner every night, quietly plotting how it was going to break me. And it almost succeeded! I almost gave up at least once a night.</p><p align="justify">But I survived.</p><p align="justify">And...I kind of like it! I may make another one. (Slow learner.)</p><p align="justify">Next time, I would definitely use a different yarn. This is Malabrigo Lace in "Carrot." I love the color, but oh oh oh the fuzz! The Malabrigo would be good for someone making this shawl for the second time--when one already knows what one is doing--because mistakes are impossible to fix. The more you linger over a mistake, the more fuzz is produced--kind of like trying to pet a rabid dog.</p><p>But it sure is soft on my neck! And practically weightless. Just a little whisper of a thing, really. It's lovely to wear.</p><p>Perhaps on my next attempted shawl pattern, I'll consult a shawl expert regarding suitable yarn types before I nearly commit shawlicide.</p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNV8DXDryV2MLSEQhP3F-g0mnOPWIpHqv72H0oIz8ovnV27b4ZQPgpZw9YGBfuBjt1cSkH6LxhvQgcXG1VdhO58FgYfis56Eq_5esceWTMu7xp7S3igiKg9p3IE0haPWXd7tvAT9k5DjnW/s1600-h/shawl2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324655588680633922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNV8DXDryV2MLSEQhP3F-g0mnOPWIpHqv72H0oIz8ovnV27b4ZQPgpZw9YGBfuBjt1cSkH6LxhvQgcXG1VdhO58FgYfis56Eq_5esceWTMu7xp7S3igiKg9p3IE0haPWXd7tvAT9k5DjnW/s400/shawl2.jpg" border="0" /></a>Here is the lace edge. The edges did not turn out like I thought. I think I may have bound off too tightly (I think I was trying to strangle the thing....). In addition, I don't think this yarn blocks very well. I pinned out the points, but they're just not as pointy as they should be.</p><div align="justify"><br /></div><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy-NFy5huaj7T0ugfpCjA_F31UvQYi4DltiNcTQ3STCns50kzkTr1E91tYJkoAf__xppGNg2V8z4ACSxjSSXX9FPOloPxFk2T0xZEZfZMvorBtmoPUvLYyLmTmvX9djPxy28VDO_qZHV6B/s1600-h/shawl3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324655448328047586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy-NFy5huaj7T0ugfpCjA_F31UvQYi4DltiNcTQ3STCns50kzkTr1E91tYJkoAf__xppGNg2V8z4ACSxjSSXX9FPOloPxFk2T0xZEZfZMvorBtmoPUvLYyLmTmvX9djPxy28VDO_qZHV6B/s400/shawl3.jpg" border="0" /></a>See? No points at all. Smooth edges. Not enough drama for an evil shawl, I think.</p><p align="justify">This is what the edges are supposed to look like:<br /><br /></p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdrlEjubUmP7cyZbvgcBdbIth-jaA9oMqVxl3nT8SskKNOwLz9YNOMdC6OODNDHS53-eK6PV9zGwDsbGsRTa6Jv-wZICLIZzyWWStwuJeWRuHbN9HwVhvqX3yN0o8q5bALjz8Uc8OGN0ma/s1600-h/sammysmith.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324655443074886770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdrlEjubUmP7cyZbvgcBdbIth-jaA9oMqVxl3nT8SskKNOwLz9YNOMdC6OODNDHS53-eK6PV9zGwDsbGsRTa6Jv-wZICLIZzyWWStwuJeWRuHbN9HwVhvqX3yN0o8q5bALjz8Uc8OGN0ma/s400/sammysmith.jpg" border="0" /></a> This is <a href="http://www.ravelry.com/people/sammysmith">sammysmith's</a> Ishbel. I hope she doesn't mind me using this picture; I cut and pasted it from Ravelry. Her points are lovely and stayed pointy after blocking. I can see that her bind-off was looser than mine, too.</p><p align="justify">Here is the front of my shawl:</p><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGzjmTagltIxCZvcpkl90euLnAr3ZtdfoMg07zx2YLCB_HuF1ZXrYaG0KhQO_ToOrvzsz_mhCiwuSCgbQokvE34xnPxUwErMtqQE30TDun9GIkTc0f_bznh7YVXwmN6ZO2VzGC-leQVlc3/s1600-h/shawl5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324655440876937634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGzjmTagltIxCZvcpkl90euLnAr3ZtdfoMg07zx2YLCB_HuF1ZXrYaG0KhQO_ToOrvzsz_mhCiwuSCgbQokvE34xnPxUwErMtqQE30TDun9GIkTc0f_bznh7YVXwmN6ZO2VzGC-leQVlc3/s400/shawl5.jpg" border="0" /></a> I need a shawl pin or something. I don't think I'd ever wear it this way, though. It feels too good up against my neck. I think I'll probably wear it more like this:<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_-nAO9OjBU_go8Sh4VT6wpkI7f1x00_fzSQjixUXKWfmMXst3dZhtThVAcQPI0ggItsHrmTi8mTfm827WksynIMQMNdepg1EZR81PWVO2n-YPRk36wG2IPsdW8G6eOi7uiP7DFGLDDRnV/s1600-h/shawl6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324655438301479906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_-nAO9OjBU_go8Sh4VT6wpkI7f1x00_fzSQjixUXKWfmMXst3dZhtThVAcQPI0ggItsHrmTi8mTfm827WksynIMQMNdepg1EZR81PWVO2n-YPRk36wG2IPsdW8G6eOi7uiP7DFGLDDRnV/s400/shawl6.jpg" border="0" /></a> Perhaps I'll try to reblock it the next time I wash it to see if I can coax some points out of the infernal thing. I just worry about more fuzz when I wash it. I do love the color though! It's exactly the color of fresh carrot juice.</p><p>In other news, my new lavender quilt won a prestigious award! It's been designated by Mr. Bigglesworth as the most desirable sleeping spot of the week.</p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXFxJaICkNjMsrxKfPk-02AMcT5heRQ3l8UJEGgzCCuo_5oDmi8GLRTZ-AtebMUxG_Yhmq-jTKi66NKbMDhOCeK8m3DJ04by4N8vJ-gYtVzob_6YQU-Fm6Np1m6jtiJXK92Nx3AcAaKuBz/s1600-h/kitty7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324655430267023538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXFxJaICkNjMsrxKfPk-02AMcT5heRQ3l8UJEGgzCCuo_5oDmi8GLRTZ-AtebMUxG_Yhmq-jTKi66NKbMDhOCeK8m3DJ04by4N8vJ-gYtVzob_6YQU-Fm6Np1m6jtiJXK92Nx3AcAaKuBz/s400/kitty7.jpg" border="0" /></a> Quite an honor. <div></div><br /></div>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-15268772151686774152009-04-07T13:43:00.004-10:002009-04-07T13:59:00.944-10:00Just a Bed Quilt<p align="justify">My lavender bed quilt is done. </p><p align="justify">There's not really much to say about it; it's just a bed quilt. Just a humble bed quilt made from my lavender, seafoam green, aqua, and purple stash pile.</p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOEwM4RFhi5HmHqhXarrSbmEOmX0Z-kgkuAdWIroJqpMuqfV78_zfveipDImYsT2LSbmg0c434b3aN50wIP25EE4sgr8MgFRte3GYK-jvh5rvhIM6Hivn5CInknybWZMmBslR38bwfwu8c/s1600-h/bed1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322099832847078802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOEwM4RFhi5HmHqhXarrSbmEOmX0Z-kgkuAdWIroJqpMuqfV78_zfveipDImYsT2LSbmg0c434b3aN50wIP25EE4sgr8MgFRte3GYK-jvh5rvhIM6Hivn5CInknybWZMmBslR38bwfwu8c/s400/bed1.jpg" border="0" /></a> The soft kind of bed quilt that I like so much.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDNnjoud1I0eBfumfxMIUw0NGEGHvTI_7WdaZQ5AeLuDtQEf2hRz0Wds_UxR47ZKRK7vtf5tjfg2gnwcSZAPaTLZ78-BbTNSKKM46OPb3CCt4R_fmAgtXI2fUC74Qbp3gVTKzsPuUIfNgb/s1600-h/bed2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322099828972061138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDNnjoud1I0eBfumfxMIUw0NGEGHvTI_7WdaZQ5AeLuDtQEf2hRz0Wds_UxR47ZKRK7vtf5tjfg2gnwcSZAPaTLZ78-BbTNSKKM46OPb3CCt4R_fmAgtXI2fUC74Qbp3gVTKzsPuUIfNgb/s400/bed2.jpg" border="0" /></a> Scrappy and full of memories...<br /><br /><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjttpnSiCJROkb8Mm2cClmp43hN2UBhSSube3RPeM7dboCQ9zrQFOIM5jBRiGxeqlVPz-adB3H7CUHUVVFcvCvPpiqJei_mTQx2oKpmYJpMiDokwdQH_wWJE9lcZPxOj5HgMfiDEa_XRHp1/s1600-h/bed3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322099829230877618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjttpnSiCJROkb8Mm2cClmp43hN2UBhSSube3RPeM7dboCQ9zrQFOIM5jBRiGxeqlVPz-adB3H7CUHUVVFcvCvPpiqJei_mTQx2oKpmYJpMiDokwdQH_wWJE9lcZPxOj5HgMfiDEa_XRHp1/s400/bed3.jpg" border="0" /></a> with blocks that Angela and I worked on together...</p><p align="justify">and my friend Cindy (Angela's mom) sent over some pretty scraps for...</p><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCD1mUWz0dZyXM8QUbmfSfkWZ9ICV1MTGK7zqzRvutGQ8IOfQWN-txV6LblmDxKp4nvcszOxqrUr1F9PHsVH3hyphenhyphenb6EdI_q769RjchtZrpNjse9VKcNThNMJK1F1QPX4bRJdq8fd43N6Rwh/s1600-h/bed4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322099605230965266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCD1mUWz0dZyXM8QUbmfSfkWZ9ICV1MTGK7zqzRvutGQ8IOfQWN-txV6LblmDxKp4nvcszOxqrUr1F9PHsVH3hyphenhyphenb6EdI_q769RjchtZrpNjse9VKcNThNMJK1F1QPX4bRJdq8fd43N6Rwh/s400/bed4.jpg" border="0" /></a> with lots of quilting in soft green cotton thread.</div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcHj2v28_qGO9UECzRYgU6lbHY6YJAXFRLrcWSs_jbAZ5TXhxgIdO91cx9GCcIse1INPe4RIv9CVLqQBrccRRRnlfFiWaHE6JMV3Z9OWS1t2C6LshngpH9ETDlj_R3duqkP4DiiucrFSrn/s1600-h/bed5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322099603306203810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcHj2v28_qGO9UECzRYgU6lbHY6YJAXFRLrcWSs_jbAZ5TXhxgIdO91cx9GCcIse1INPe4RIv9CVLqQBrccRRRnlfFiWaHE6JMV3Z9OWS1t2C6LshngpH9ETDlj_R3duqkP4DiiucrFSrn/s400/bed5.jpg" border="0" /></a> Yep, just a humble bed quilt.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS1F2RhJpV5zbL3BsiCyc0ZZH24Z-FDNVAT0UXEhvQOoh4McO0g3Y8VQRFBtzhMAXdcLg_pirTtx8LDlMcl6umKNETXQIzsLRgNuO5qzLBr-U4ygJdzurvQRsxOBn8EbFchFfdkchBeE9r/s1600-h/bed6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322099599583612098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS1F2RhJpV5zbL3BsiCyc0ZZH24Z-FDNVAT0UXEhvQOoh4McO0g3Y8VQRFBtzhMAXdcLg_pirTtx8LDlMcl6umKNETXQIzsLRgNuO5qzLBr-U4ygJdzurvQRsxOBn8EbFchFfdkchBeE9r/s400/bed6.jpg" border="0" /></a> My favorite kind of quilt.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYqgj5n5F3PphGCbXlVqC5IirpX1YhXRMl06-Vy0WgQemGNAwuwCfDJ-2oQ7NQ2PYdqeyeBw38vgfXvfFyybFSa8w4t9oyn-1CMRjd15cpD5Cjo8XBvcI8wINBl4j6s1zd6dDTdng862xL/s1600-h/bed7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322099599389588034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYqgj5n5F3PphGCbXlVqC5IirpX1YhXRMl06-Vy0WgQemGNAwuwCfDJ-2oQ7NQ2PYdqeyeBw38vgfXvfFyybFSa8w4t9oyn-1CMRjd15cpD5Cjo8XBvcI8wINBl4j6s1zd6dDTdng862xL/s400/bed7.jpg" border="0" /></a> We slept under it last night and we both slept well. I think that's a good sign.</div><div> </div><div>Here's the pattern if you want to make one yourself:</div><div><br /> </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNa4SVYV1jLz5U3MzPuU5JlDUJ_y0R3yc6G_dTL9FCdBJ7VnIvwriIxhXrQQPmO8WYjM6PcjlS8DGEPoVEkrtcmSmAbGS2ZCtjRBEb3DCxHjr9qBgbppEmdPwYotVIQhawNS-LTlMiBNNx/s1600-h/lavendercutsizes.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322099593553359474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNa4SVYV1jLz5U3MzPuU5JlDUJ_y0R3yc6G_dTL9FCdBJ7VnIvwriIxhXrQQPmO8WYjM6PcjlS8DGEPoVEkrtcmSmAbGS2ZCtjRBEb3DCxHjr9qBgbppEmdPwYotVIQhawNS-LTlMiBNNx/s400/lavendercutsizes.jpg" border="0" /></a> Very simple. Just assemble like you would a nine patch.</div>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com60tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-63537818224371351002009-03-31T15:40:00.009-10:002009-03-31T16:44:26.795-10:00Knitted Stuff<p align="justify">Wow. Spring is here. I am so busy. You are too, I think, huh? I thought so. But thanks for stopping by anyway! I'm trying to go visit all of you, but argh! Busy! I miss my bloggy friends and I'm sooo behind on my blog-reading. What are you all up to?</p><br /><p align="justify">I've been able to knit a little bit while watching the "Deep Space Nine" series in the evenings. I love anything Star Trek, but I missed that series somehow. I don't think I had a television when it played originally, so I'm finally watching it via Netflix. No commercials and I can see every episode in order. Netflix is great.</p><br /><p align="justify">Here are some hats I finished for Angela and Grayson:</p><br /><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFkodDiAEOVxHXIk4FLxDbSp0X4xRJoZ2r3XHw6_ywc92ZiFenStWt0uVX4reTENXQyBfd7TI_dqW5vixUK4xiD7GsVGAFL9gCJxgO9ca-mmIImG33-URBK2BoPc2fTxNW5-Uruz8Tor8s/s1600-h/centersquarehat.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319532489047550082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFkodDiAEOVxHXIk4FLxDbSp0X4xRJoZ2r3XHw6_ywc92ZiFenStWt0uVX4reTENXQyBfd7TI_dqW5vixUK4xiD7GsVGAFL9gCJxgO9ca-mmIImG33-URBK2BoPc2fTxNW5-Uruz8Tor8s/s400/centersquarehat.jpg" border="0" /></a> This little cutie is called "<a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/center-square">Center Square</a>." It's by London Nelson and the pattern is free on <a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/center-square">Ravelry</a>. I made it using two strands of Cascade 220 in two different colors.</p><br /><p align="justify">Grayson's hat is the "<a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/skull-hat-2">Skull Hat</a>" pattern by Gina Doherty. It's also free on <a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/skull-hat-2">Ravelry</a>.<br /></p><br /><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUqdBZ7Dss8VjAglu6STB69K9R8p0iHRKk80jPAPcJpy4a2YhQCZ0AwNIiI6D7spC8zSEh0yUxm8JU-MyMis1y2b-96hXr-17kbwYQ8qUVdPMBBO0Ium_Gf-aPN4T5tf9CtOnKCXYD2qY6/s1600-h/skullhat.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319532479864028258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUqdBZ7Dss8VjAglu6STB69K9R8p0iHRKk80jPAPcJpy4a2YhQCZ0AwNIiI6D7spC8zSEh0yUxm8JU-MyMis1y2b-96hXr-17kbwYQ8qUVdPMBBO0Ium_Gf-aPN4T5tf9CtOnKCXYD2qY6/s400/skullhat.jpg" border="0" /></a> Single strand, easy chart, very fun pattern. I think it's easy enough for beginning colorworkers. I used Cascade 220 for this one, too.</p><br /><p align="justify">Unfortunately, Grayson and Angela have run out of room in their tiny dorms (and both have too much winter clothing already), so I have to find someone else to gift these hats to. That's okay, I just wanted to make them.</p><br /><p align="justify">Here are some socks:<br /></p><br /><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbUfE8zKTLGWCyin3659JQzvOt9ZzR4ASKZbB_PT7ggftlUkbVB_gBgdrat3hcpUbiW1nNhafvoh7OCg0UnQzjFyAST_hhN2nrGSENjfwNAgAa_bcyxLpIRBR0_0GSWl13KOzfdCLgXzRu/s1600-h/Woll1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319532482769361522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbUfE8zKTLGWCyin3659JQzvOt9ZzR4ASKZbB_PT7ggftlUkbVB_gBgdrat3hcpUbiW1nNhafvoh7OCg0UnQzjFyAST_hhN2nrGSENjfwNAgAa_bcyxLpIRBR0_0GSWl13KOzfdCLgXzRu/s400/Woll1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Aren't the colors in this yarn GORGEOUS?? Yes, it IS Wollmeise. THEEEE legendary Wollmeise. The hundred-dollar-a-skein-on-ebay Wollmeise. I'll pause for you to catch your breath before I continue.</p><br /><p align="justify">No, I didn't get my hands on any myself, I'm not that good of a yarn huntress. Nor am I willing to pay a hundred dollars a skein for it. My intrepid yarn stalker friend Jo Anne got into the Wollmeise sock club and she KNOWS people. Who know people. Who know when the Wollmeise is available. So now YOU know someone who knows someone who can get Wollmeise.</p><br /><p align="justify">But I can't get you any, so don't even ask. Sorry. I'm not THAT special.</p><br /><p align="justify">Anyway, I traded Jo Anne a pan I wasn't using for this skein of Wollmeise.<br /></p><br /><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqjSaV5fKBuQVqZCYrJA9lxHdpjprJhp8JuFCs33KWmYlvRW2SvAXDcMF39Nx2sFBM9BrW2PQ5rxbwFte4c1wFt339055nV75tLGdiIFo9rKlsriIvg7SNJp6zTqZ4jx6CCX45E4y7GY2C/s1600-h/Woll2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319532473078387650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqjSaV5fKBuQVqZCYrJA9lxHdpjprJhp8JuFCs33KWmYlvRW2SvAXDcMF39Nx2sFBM9BrW2PQ5rxbwFte4c1wFt339055nV75tLGdiIFo9rKlsriIvg7SNJp6zTqZ4jx6CCX45E4y7GY2C/s400/Woll2.jpg" border="0" /></a>Wool is much nicer than a pan, I think.</p><br /><p align="justify">Look at how pretty that heel came out! This is the "Basketweave Rib" sock pattern from "Sensational Knitted Socks" by Charlene Schurch. Oh boy, is that ever a good book. My favorite socks are from that book--they're all so well-constructed and the patterns are so clear and excellent! I made my very first sock from that book and I keep going back to it for patterns. Definitely my favorite sock book of all time.</p><br /><p align="justify">At present, I'm working on this:<br /><br /><br /></p><br /><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQAjUK1tPP1qmjQ7vP2rGEYlgheW6VD1hIgfGuTldHWtRiEGZN7I03EviIPAVyP_csVHkc-z9FgweSmZ9Ct3AEdW2WAa55zlG27rth6vNx_QEUuo5kQGcZRVlBFKj4w8T0WZWvdkR-pBnj/s1600-h/Ishbel.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319532467149037442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQAjUK1tPP1qmjQ7vP2rGEYlgheW6VD1hIgfGuTldHWtRiEGZN7I03EviIPAVyP_csVHkc-z9FgweSmZ9Ct3AEdW2WAa55zlG27rth6vNx_QEUuo5kQGcZRVlBFKj4w8T0WZWvdkR-pBnj/s400/Ishbel.jpg" border="0" /></a> This is my "Shawl of Torture, Misery and Despair." It's original name was "<a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/ishbel">Ishbel</a>," but it earned the name change. When this shawl is not boring me with stockinette stitch, it's torturing me with charts, yarnovers, misplaced stitches, dropped stitches, sheer NUMBER of stitches, and impossible fuzziness. I'm using Malabrigo laceweight yarn in "Carrot." It's soft and the color is pretty, but that's all I have nice to say about it. The other things I have to say about it would involve cursing, which I try to avoid. Sometimes I curse in keyboard symbols. But I don't think they make enough keyboard symbols for my feelings about this yarn and project. But dang it, I'm gonna finish this thing. I'm stubborn and I'm not going to let a pattern or yarn beat me. I may end up at Happy Acres talking to the garden fairies, but I'm not going to let a sissy shawl make me give up.</p><br /><p align="justify">Next post, I'll finally show you my new lavender quilt. I need to think of a name for it and take some good pictures.</p>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-60140664837571388472009-03-23T16:17:00.008-10:002009-03-23T16:47:52.031-10:00Sue's House, Part Three<div align="justify">Last time, I gave you a glimpse of Jenny's undersea kaleidoscope quilt. Here's Jenny holding up her quilt top:</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigDef9ov9d8y09ctQfKp10KkziO6-kX01hvARDXrRz-vBx0TAspG_1IWUqMb3zVpPWei5JB-fA0oL4razXtPmHdWwHEWlNKEr_pk5sujoDZ9tzxvV8wAYwCaogP_2WQXvitSILadymCxfI/s1600-h/21.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316573616674871698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigDef9ov9d8y09ctQfKp10KkziO6-kX01hvARDXrRz-vBx0TAspG_1IWUqMb3zVpPWei5JB-fA0oL4razXtPmHdWwHEWlNKEr_pk5sujoDZ9tzxvV8wAYwCaogP_2WQXvitSILadymCxfI/s400/21.jpg" border="0" /></a> She did such a beautiful job on the kaleidoscopes!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM4B4T8OrHvEzNivS9ctJTvMgxzytfY1NwSEla5gJzVgH-sRuD5Ago6fOsuUrm4eOE-tJVMu2bTDu_ML8NAcCF75QP7x8frsw8_lR8w5DQ70WJrCvqC1ArKjH0elefR-ODdXHOXoWd7qOR/s1600-h/22.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316573339291460354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM4B4T8OrHvEzNivS9ctJTvMgxzytfY1NwSEla5gJzVgH-sRuD5Ago6fOsuUrm4eOE-tJVMu2bTDu_ML8NAcCF75QP7x8frsw8_lR8w5DQ70WJrCvqC1ArKjH0elefR-ODdXHOXoWd7qOR/s400/22.jpg" border="0" /></a> Synchronized swimming mermaids.<br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPG034xSIX2KSCSZf1W3DV7Nk-G9veFIusV55ioPYVd_qyVGLdDVe-SZB2Fk_j9vP0-LZGpW2YHEpOIImfCJ9YJoA92I8WJ8WC-lhqYe_eEeFC2pC03Efhh95smQmlKLztR7ENU9iSkXZZ/s1600-h/23.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316573332959757842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPG034xSIX2KSCSZf1W3DV7Nk-G9veFIusV55ioPYVd_qyVGLdDVe-SZB2Fk_j9vP0-LZGpW2YHEpOIImfCJ9YJoA92I8WJ8WC-lhqYe_eEeFC2pC03Efhh95smQmlKLztR7ENU9iSkXZZ/s400/23.jpg" border="0" /></a> Neat, huh? Beautiful job, Jenny.</p><p>And here's a cutie quilt top by Carol, who is standing behind the quilt holding it up so you can't see her:<br /><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi88lnkcf9tCIxITSEzSS7D9gjJGk1J9xtoSVHHlNHCrs2fREUd_xRjvni-aTd1h3EZ1UYhXnWGl44NfY6DicrjzhFcv-w1d9DBhPXVv_8futIXDVhJos5cwnCSa-dKiI3VOuiIUF2clcrq/s1600-h/24.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316573328786386578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi88lnkcf9tCIxITSEzSS7D9gjJGk1J9xtoSVHHlNHCrs2fREUd_xRjvni-aTd1h3EZ1UYhXnWGl44NfY6DicrjzhFcv-w1d9DBhPXVv_8futIXDVhJos5cwnCSa-dKiI3VOuiIUF2clcrq/s400/24.jpg" border="0" /></a> I love the boney border!</p><p>After the quilt show and tell, I wandered upstairs to find Sue's sewing room. Here is the stair landing:<br /><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpyi6bpBg8s-BiX02ERIhwii2UjKEF3VEaexV7dagcP9pB_GVJQexIElYbQdpo4tmgIzo1ETfEyDNkicllkKk5lFL0_niajpntSH6lP1rW0_fmT1wyyHO6kJbkKZ0WhP-aPsYcpE3KDSFB/s1600-h/25.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316573330118178594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpyi6bpBg8s-BiX02ERIhwii2UjKEF3VEaexV7dagcP9pB_GVJQexIElYbQdpo4tmgIzo1ETfEyDNkicllkKk5lFL0_niajpntSH6lP1rW0_fmT1wyyHO6kJbkKZ0WhP-aPsYcpE3KDSFB/s400/25.jpg" border="0" /></a> Look at all that storage! I love the curvy lines.</p><p>A peek at the view in her bedroom. How would you like to wake up to this view every morning?<br /><br /><br /></p><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJak8ddzwRzRkqxFEueqSeMSsdHpFTJxzwp64kRk1E4SejNTueij-MU2yj_KiCvlUONTXT6ZpTRDCTjZzSxO7u7NQQO-r4d2XKWIw8gXIt2bv1tMl3v8DBF8kQWuVYRA7ZN9WB5qZ-6IH7/s1600-h/26.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316573320435429986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJak8ddzwRzRkqxFEueqSeMSsdHpFTJxzwp64kRk1E4SejNTueij-MU2yj_KiCvlUONTXT6ZpTRDCTjZzSxO7u7NQQO-r4d2XKWIw8gXIt2bv1tMl3v8DBF8kQWuVYRA7ZN9WB5qZ-6IH7/s400/26.jpg" border="0" /></a>I eventually found the sewing room. It was marvelous. Stunning. As a matter of fact, I think I was so stunned that I forgot to take good pictures. Has that ever happened to you? There's so much to see that you just can't seem to put the camera between your eyes and what you're gawking at? That was me. So believe me, this sewing room was soooo much more than my slightly crummy pictures. I wish you could've seen it in person!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6fD7rxRqp1KYbv6-JhvQcXBsxnMg7THAN6Kzusgp_413_begDUxVN29QtNKv9Ig9ZhA3xDFLadFZoM3KhbYsDUnYia2lEDG2v5pkrMKWp2HjhSiNffVQmW83rS1QjSzT5LvlqzS0hVEf_/s1600-h/27.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316572990137459682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6fD7rxRqp1KYbv6-JhvQcXBsxnMg7THAN6Kzusgp_413_begDUxVN29QtNKv9Ig9ZhA3xDFLadFZoM3KhbYsDUnYia2lEDG2v5pkrMKWp2HjhSiNffVQmW83rS1QjSzT5LvlqzS0hVEf_/s400/27.jpg" border="0" /></a> Of course, I kept getting stunned by the view. Deer in headlights, you know?<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqHJVxcWZMsUoadffrUzPN_0FlXPcUWhJ3rYf7TCAIw0zg6vQORdKdz_nzzNcEISFXZ7y3VYCYJ4e_1PD7TibRLHi4vf0bFMR4iYX_hLHCC1wEp5h1NvdmH8cmipDoyaOq6TcGstpqErkt/s1600-h/28.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316572983462456674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqHJVxcWZMsUoadffrUzPN_0FlXPcUWhJ3rYf7TCAIw0zg6vQORdKdz_nzzNcEISFXZ7y3VYCYJ4e_1PD7TibRLHi4vf0bFMR4iYX_hLHCC1wEp5h1NvdmH8cmipDoyaOq6TcGstpqErkt/s400/28.jpg" border="0" /></a> Built-ins everywhere. A sink. Miles of counter space. Acres of room to create in.<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEFqq449aI045E9Q23Z6JKbl2F3A9VLQjHuOr5B9PfmURtlj5LPoi_oL691R6rY-TsMr9vH1erwG0obkebOVh7QLX6Y8djVoMBfFpwl0pmNjM5i6AdtOIeFe_DHysqPmM-P6spSioj17dV/s1600-h/29.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316572978306613938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEFqq449aI045E9Q23Z6JKbl2F3A9VLQjHuOr5B9PfmURtlj5LPoi_oL691R6rY-TsMr9vH1erwG0obkebOVh7QLX6Y8djVoMBfFpwl0pmNjM5i6AdtOIeFe_DHysqPmM-P6spSioj17dV/s400/29.jpg" border="0" /></a> Uh oh. Someone please take the camera away from me. I'm fixated on the view. I didn't even take a picture of the sewing area. Or all the storage! Or the thousands of drawers and cupboards. </p><p>Oh well, maybe next time I'll be more immune to the view and I'll be able to get better sewing room pictures. Man. Did you see that sewing room view???</p><p>Back at home, I finally finished quilting the thread-eating quilt. I'm not going to even talk about all the thread blobs on the back. Meh.</p><p>I also have been knitting a lot in between thread break tantrums. I've finished socks, two hats, a scarf, and started a shawl! Here's the scarf:<br /><br /></p><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWlte8-IhG3uRbkYzmbc5siU4k8WkRbNdUqsFlRQZfyyqBvLiKjYuh79GKix3fyJJ8A0u7kBjmbZjR8Fhtr_p1jJH_8N_AbdaZX_QqR9IEJk6hQeYiB4H5BcpUK2R5ItR5Jn6sPzay8H__/s1600-h/30.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316572978378629650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWlte8-IhG3uRbkYzmbc5siU4k8WkRbNdUqsFlRQZfyyqBvLiKjYuh79GKix3fyJJ8A0u7kBjmbZjR8Fhtr_p1jJH_8N_AbdaZX_QqR9IEJk6hQeYiB4H5BcpUK2R5ItR5Jn6sPzay8H__/s400/30.jpg" border="0" /></a> Yummy yummy Cascade Baby Alpaca. The color of strawberry ice cream. <br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRqIrKOSX0ecpNjsqNi1Qv8iFnO27GrbeUqe8qJBO8ZdienUNCNAqyCXoqhq5AIY6YUiBnADPOV-hLsC0N5YKZ76ug0mu-bhW4gEXms-VyihbfjWkebw-o462XjKy0Q5YtHT-4pFTHj6e9/s1600-h/31.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316572967308931522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRqIrKOSX0ecpNjsqNi1Qv8iFnO27GrbeUqe8qJBO8ZdienUNCNAqyCXoqhq5AIY6YUiBnADPOV-hLsC0N5YKZ76ug0mu-bhW4gEXms-VyihbfjWkebw-o462XjKy0Q5YtHT-4pFTHj6e9/s400/31.jpg" border="0" /></a> A close up of the pattern. The pattern is Stephanie Pearl McPhee's "One Row Scarf," available on Ravelry. Here's the link for all you Ravelers: </p><p> <a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/one-row-handspun-scarf">http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/one-row-handspun-scarf</a></p><p>More knitting and quilt pix soon.</p></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-1374347174258470592009-03-19T16:36:00.008-10:002009-03-19T17:21:00.628-10:00Sue's House, Part Two<p align="justify">So sorry to leave you at Sue's house for so long! But really, there are worse places to be stuck for a week, aren't there? Like being stuck in your office working on taxes for your appointment with your accountant?</p><p align="justify">Like being stuck tying 362,098 little *&^% bows on a mountain of pattern orders?</p><p align="justify">Like being stuck with a king-sized quilt on your frame that no matter WHAT thread, tension, batting, needle size, silicone goo, tautness, and a thousand other variables that believe me, I've tried, keeps breaking your &^%$# quilting thread every two feet of sewing??</p><p align="justify">Like being stuck nursing a very torn-up kitty that got in a terrible fight a few nights ago and whose face is swollen twice it's normal size from an abcess? Like trying to administer pink amoxicillin to said kitty and subsequently having to wash pink spray off everything within a four foot radius of said kitty?</p><p align="justify">I digress. I also am using a lot of symbol keys, which is never a good sign of my mood.</p><p align="justify">On the other hand, I'm happy and in a VERY good mood because my new "Postcards from Hawaii" quilt pattern is selling like hot poi cakes! I've been so busy making and delivering patterns that I can't even get the new pattern posted on my website. Besides, my fingers are very sore from tying bows (Why oh why oh why did I ever think those bows were cute?)</p><p align="justify">And on yet another hand, I'm nervous because we've spent all morning under a tsunami watch because of a 7.9 earthquake somewhere out in the Pacific ocean. Nothing puts things into perspective like waiting to be washed out to sea--taxes, sick kitty, bows, thread-eating quilt and all.</p><p align="justify">So overall, it's been a good week...relatively. I didn't get washed out to sea.</p><p align="justify">Hard to believe that this innocent-looking ocean wants to climb up out of its bed and come eat all my stuff:</p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzq5qWNGOrE69hTlrxKebajk3yu7hXTBUVQT8_6ESUfyuqVcwd3SV-3dAjyG-VhtJYQtWwfY0yZsWnJ0fW2waorSLJ1On5boRyuIDlamkeNN9H2wKx3Ac151kLTQvuwXFBGbcCf4oZK3BA/s1600-h/105.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315094004264106706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzq5qWNGOrE69hTlrxKebajk3yu7hXTBUVQT8_6ESUfyuqVcwd3SV-3dAjyG-VhtJYQtWwfY0yZsWnJ0fW2waorSLJ1On5boRyuIDlamkeNN9H2wKx3Ac151kLTQvuwXFBGbcCf4oZK3BA/s400/105.jpg" border="0" /></a>Gooood ocean. Just stay right there. Staaaaayyy....</p><p align="justify">So here we are, back at Sue's house, looking at her fabulous kitchen!<br /></p><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXX-Ndp7IHt5o3vcIVTnnK08nqcFGAt9RkXOQkxadh5ENuXR-LMiYXfT-Kysu63XuGA3ykxysy9cNOkO3kKWq8SDCvxUhSi70hhdKHrShUAItLXYuhxVhKvB5JLmzcoTgTOyVbLQ4XjeUb/s1600-h/11.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315093896795924050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXX-Ndp7IHt5o3vcIVTnnK08nqcFGAt9RkXOQkxadh5ENuXR-LMiYXfT-Kysu63XuGA3ykxysy9cNOkO3kKWq8SDCvxUhSi70hhdKHrShUAItLXYuhxVhKvB5JLmzcoTgTOyVbLQ4XjeUb/s400/11.jpg" border="0" /></a> Curvy.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF6EI6-QqitlFQsZWPdNskADjvH__T0mUeL9jsYu9bpKaj7m9oIZpmvwQjBZUvXbHcy6lcjjHnKC1CQdR7TIPLqEQxYdHUN88sNoi9qfWm2TdeD7Vi7SZ3by-nwhTTvAx0pjswIxRcxEnd/s1600-h/12.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315093893357557922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF6EI6-QqitlFQsZWPdNskADjvH__T0mUeL9jsYu9bpKaj7m9oIZpmvwQjBZUvXbHcy6lcjjHnKC1CQdR7TIPLqEQxYdHUN88sNoi9qfWm2TdeD7Vi7SZ3by-nwhTTvAx0pjswIxRcxEnd/s400/12.jpg" border="0" /></a> This one's a little blurry. It's a very long hallway, but I didn't go down it. I didn't want to seem too nosy.<br /><br />More quilters are arriving and gathering in the living room. Notice all the windows and sliders!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdp-tP8h5053QmOTx_oLP2hezPOYns1urlGqVCY7J3PPpdOyeRc9nNfEPawUlJ0j8exWuDpZJEue_Rld8twTAHkcgXrDdRhiLhnEe8QBAAOXZjTZnz27E0MUbDD5wdJHkq7FdPXApldwN8/s1600-h/13.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315093894814100978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdp-tP8h5053QmOTx_oLP2hezPOYns1urlGqVCY7J3PPpdOyeRc9nNfEPawUlJ0j8exWuDpZJEue_Rld8twTAHkcgXrDdRhiLhnEe8QBAAOXZjTZnz27E0MUbDD5wdJHkq7FdPXApldwN8/s400/13.jpg" border="0" /></a> Sue has a nice big table for entertaining! Since this was late February, she decorated for Valentine's Day AND St. Patrick's Day with a pink and green theme.<br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAckO9KKMvtvWx350dDhk8SNlCbwNk4TytxJlUdKA9gwO4pUx5SrS21TD0aONJbRs8mXT1pU9001gnCkTD_kNFhyDN31XQxfAaSeiAmBAAu0AIBUzpCvzdvxW8Ps-nsG_bnKez9Woy_tcH/s1600-h/14.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315093883874495954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAckO9KKMvtvWx350dDhk8SNlCbwNk4TytxJlUdKA9gwO4pUx5SrS21TD0aONJbRs8mXT1pU9001gnCkTD_kNFhyDN31XQxfAaSeiAmBAAu0AIBUzpCvzdvxW8Ps-nsG_bnKez9Woy_tcH/s400/14.jpg" border="0" /></a> We always have a nice potluck lunch--we have many great cooks in our No Nene group!</p><p>Uh oh, another view picture. I never get tired of looking at it:<br /></p><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtOiUnLJ8eZ1bb8M16DlN4xE7-nDLF1ubDblOOm9wfKx1mtiTs-n6si8JIpi6VujQ4uidIfMSH67mGfVPSjM3iZpNghFvOe0TIhcRq9qErxwCMLUBun3UeVP79ZJdDSqWdbRnXvQTCWu6T/s1600-h/15.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315093887100194770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtOiUnLJ8eZ1bb8M16DlN4xE7-nDLF1ubDblOOm9wfKx1mtiTs-n6si8JIpi6VujQ4uidIfMSH67mGfVPSjM3iZpNghFvOe0TIhcRq9qErxwCMLUBun3UeVP79ZJdDSqWdbRnXvQTCWu6T/s400/15.jpg" border="0" /></a> These quilters gathered on the lanai to eat their lunch.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMYQjLZdIbqMWWwMovBfg29mQpQJag4S6R2nfC_dLHZc1odsQFf3wvbHkVL_8S2_ZV09wG4SZLGEKUIxD6-0SZq7YJbWHRNPvH3yCcIR72KHIode0C11nAT0sWE6tSBR-qa7v5FLfORFMJ/s1600-h/16.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315093626897561362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMYQjLZdIbqMWWwMovBfg29mQpQJag4S6R2nfC_dLHZc1odsQFf3wvbHkVL_8S2_ZV09wG4SZLGEKUIxD6-0SZq7YJbWHRNPvH3yCcIR72KHIode0C11nAT0sWE6tSBR-qa7v5FLfORFMJ/s400/16.jpg" border="0" /></a> Here's another scenic view: the dessert table.<br /><br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3dmnADOKuXpuMAHJfmb62kmKrgvsBAJqU3FDz4mzp3wbrDrpejXEDX6buRSWn62OBr161QxCAbkD037ZDUQIM8G3te6lhWdgc9LNzKwxCV6cKWxvpL-SysHrF3-mMpy2c4HMVk3SR3Cnk/s1600-h/18.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315093625679439650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3dmnADOKuXpuMAHJfmb62kmKrgvsBAJqU3FDz4mzp3wbrDrpejXEDX6buRSWn62OBr161QxCAbkD037ZDUQIM8G3te6lhWdgc9LNzKwxCV6cKWxvpL-SysHrF3-mMpy2c4HMVk3SR3Cnk/s400/18.jpg" border="0" /></a> Did I mention the view out the lanai?<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgocMcYIkHA6Fz9yJ-j2JmMTryZSPl9T_b2nzTZQQqN4nHcifMZYnvJhFafshFSjrP-FuBOn-_rzptmDb4PWmDcQzAVutDq1lz58ZSumDxI6DWEGmr0kaUh_6kJ0xJu9fcxroYGDoxFRiV3/s1600-h/19.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315093619488104482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgocMcYIkHA6Fz9yJ-j2JmMTryZSPl9T_b2nzTZQQqN4nHcifMZYnvJhFafshFSjrP-FuBOn-_rzptmDb4PWmDcQzAVutDq1lz58ZSumDxI6DWEGmr0kaUh_6kJ0xJu9fcxroYGDoxFRiV3/s400/19.jpg" border="0" /></a> Yes, we did do more than just eat and enjoy the view. Here's a peek of the quilt I'll show you next time:<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdU6RoHzVn8DNWAO5RsrqNHjI1hzb1Tqd0zRKo7jwGKRnfVBaWwlN4j0PnoNXbviC-ODAkkWsuu1Nb2R4E092Z2NaaP600Oaj3xK52MLy-RjRTVTapJYgHGlTxqHhGPig31kQVsuQ_uSve/s1600-h/20.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315093620212654306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdU6RoHzVn8DNWAO5RsrqNHjI1hzb1Tqd0zRKo7jwGKRnfVBaWwlN4j0PnoNXbviC-ODAkkWsuu1Nb2R4E092Z2NaaP600Oaj3xK52MLy-RjRTVTapJYgHGlTxqHhGPig31kQVsuQ_uSve/s400/20.jpg" border="0" /></a> Jenny's beautiful kaleidoscopic undersea quilt. And next time, we'll finally see the sewing room! <div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-78030759541333542942009-03-11T09:52:00.009-10:002009-03-11T10:33:17.286-10:00Over the River and Through the Woods, Part One<p>...to Sue's house we go! </p><p>I promised you a little tour of Sue's fabulous house on Hanalei Bay, so we'll start our trip today. I took lots of pictures that day, so we'll have to do this in parts. Let's start with the drive to the North Shore.</p><p>A nice late February drive on Kauai:</p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9iOercu0vleCyEKatRuaCRThU6XhhUbiqVtYVQsm1iMrAFRdPDkbzeuJ5ukUtQpoNmeCw-fFdgWAIOxS-GMw9mc15YwUOBg8F8iq-ifQ8a_P4gVjWFnWa77SuOwzDHuaSCIqRD2qk9FZE/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312022596633546370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9iOercu0vleCyEKatRuaCRThU6XhhUbiqVtYVQsm1iMrAFRdPDkbzeuJ5ukUtQpoNmeCw-fFdgWAIOxS-GMw9mc15YwUOBg8F8iq-ifQ8a_P4gVjWFnWa77SuOwzDHuaSCIqRD2qk9FZE/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /></a> I took these pictures with the camera sitting atop the steering wheel while I was driving. I do not recommend trying this at home, unless your roads are as unpopulated as ours. </p><br />That pointy rock below is affectionately known as "Kong." The angle isn't right here, but from some angles, it looks like King Kong's head.<br /> <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGIYpgUlBwyz0MxEyozTGPmElSIt_WsCif5DCWKp3HWZuHKi3JBnjrPfdRTeOsvn3UgMNPbCb294n0vAwxwLAAPbrIdLpAv5TkLy1VyJlWneOhlJlbNylJzHXVtuc-3onPaLL-lKvgTg7Y/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312022593045024818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGIYpgUlBwyz0MxEyozTGPmElSIt_WsCif5DCWKp3HWZuHKi3JBnjrPfdRTeOsvn3UgMNPbCb294n0vAwxwLAAPbrIdLpAv5TkLy1VyJlWneOhlJlbNylJzHXVtuc-3onPaLL-lKvgTg7Y/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /></a> I love this part of the trip!<br /><br /><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNZtsxY3Ab1LKG3tdDrTg7El3xClMrrkQkrYtDxNVK_XACqM4bMPjcV5j_WTYVdzwvG6obRTNMThnjjV8KFpbUexYQY80cNj2QoIHgmUHBoUNeVcYjH051vc_2ReCZDpEBCPwQxiVjLRRw/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312022593401795410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNZtsxY3Ab1LKG3tdDrTg7El3xClMrrkQkrYtDxNVK_XACqM4bMPjcV5j_WTYVdzwvG6obRTNMThnjjV8KFpbUexYQY80cNj2QoIHgmUHBoUNeVcYjH051vc_2ReCZDpEBCPwQxiVjLRRw/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /></a> This forest on the way to the North Shore is so beautiful. The north shore of our island is the greenest and rainiest shore. It's very lush and beautiful, even in February.</p><p align="justify">I showed you the front of Sue's house in my last post, so I'll skip the duplicate. Here's how I know I've arrived at the right house:<br /></p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxKC1T-CZJbmldRsZ67BgT3fGWCvEyHuStFF5aoCHKjEbtNyUdzSAdSXEJl_BLQMSnzoEqB_Cg6ZpUN9SCyUO3mtudVN_9WNVsGvh_Fm5pUC47n7Fz4K-Fq8lW22jda_MWmi6geu2X_2b2/s1600-h/4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312022595372581026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxKC1T-CZJbmldRsZ67BgT3fGWCvEyHuStFF5aoCHKjEbtNyUdzSAdSXEJl_BLQMSnzoEqB_Cg6ZpUN9SCyUO3mtudVN_9WNVsGvh_Fm5pUC47n7Fz4K-Fq8lW22jda_MWmi6geu2X_2b2/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /></a> Lots of quilters' shoes! We always take our shoes off before entering someone's home. It's the polite thing to do, especially since our red dirt is so terrible to try to get out of carpeting. Besides, it's pretty great to be barefoot in February, especially when you've got the ocean right outside your door! </p><p align="justify">I'm not going to try to arrange these pictures in any type of order. I started snapping pictures when I came through the front door; I'll just list them as I took them:<br /></p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWgpiHGnQuZ_izOAk6Uf6O_ll3Ngbx-ElOywLKNt5xWICUaVJkzsko075ZFoWnpYtF3xq3s6EJqABpy3dSKS5PLe6AqRrMaBXmhghonAlDl0T1UbacJkW-5jAEyG2kixvRe6FNznKWnrr8/s1600-h/5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312022590658345458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWgpiHGnQuZ_izOAk6Uf6O_ll3Ngbx-ElOywLKNt5xWICUaVJkzsko075ZFoWnpYtF3xq3s6EJqABpy3dSKS5PLe6AqRrMaBXmhghonAlDl0T1UbacJkW-5jAEyG2kixvRe6FNznKWnrr8/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /></a> From the kitchen, looking to the dining room. The view to the oceanfront burnt out on this picture, unfortunately. The side of the house facing the ocean is all windows and sliders. Amazing.</p><p align="justify">The kitchen:</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6lHl3Dvf-KRn7o3j_kgeJBEpOI6zKPINaNMp2sVSjSwwXiM0Lx6Aaz4XP0Dwdd1kOHgoOSRn0IdAboHdhjArpYUcERycJkpqzFWd18rb-e_nVzS7Ex3N-5hqNhneCBxqesBLhNHFPacNE/s1600-h/6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312022315923912946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6lHl3Dvf-KRn7o3j_kgeJBEpOI6zKPINaNMp2sVSjSwwXiM0Lx6Aaz4XP0Dwdd1kOHgoOSRn0IdAboHdhjArpYUcERycJkpqzFWd18rb-e_nVzS7Ex3N-5hqNhneCBxqesBLhNHFPacNE/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /></a> Two sinks, a warming oven, a built-in oversize fridge (can you find it?), and miles of counter space. I love all the swoopy design curves in this house!</p><p>And this view from the slider between the dining area and living room:<br /><br /></p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghliTGuMA7hqjLL5asJ34HV21iXw2948oi3hF7TDLfTvT9o955NMQzVcnLimS4xwTxDpIR44WML4wBOZEclMqvGbsKBnyvsrRD21JyggbwjSH_QbxhaLmbyJOhiB9sU2TwqEcQk9pc9X-Q/s1600-h/7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312022314166970034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghliTGuMA7hqjLL5asJ34HV21iXw2948oi3hF7TDLfTvT9o955NMQzVcnLimS4xwTxDpIR44WML4wBOZEclMqvGbsKBnyvsrRD21JyggbwjSH_QbxhaLmbyJOhiB9sU2TwqEcQk9pc9X-Q/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /></a> Ahhh....can you imagine? I took lots of pictures of this view, so you'll be seeing it again. It was breathtaking.</p><p align="justify">I forgot to take a picture of the whole bathroom, but here are some details:<br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt-lhaYMgLlw1agEHflhj3w05xCfMpRfeyZjfY4zV98hMVl0FdsRehaPbc8Uk6Q_SM4o0YhvHL76aTb95EKoODwtfQmHmP2XaFRtchY13ARDzUDo-41US1zuqrfn6UEs_56fFufcGebXVL/s1600-h/8.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312022308554036098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt-lhaYMgLlw1agEHflhj3w05xCfMpRfeyZjfY4zV98hMVl0FdsRehaPbc8Uk6Q_SM4o0YhvHL76aTb95EKoODwtfQmHmP2XaFRtchY13ARDzUDo-41US1zuqrfn6UEs_56fFufcGebXVL/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /></a> Flipper awaits your handwashing needs. This is the "Dolphin Bathroom." (Dang...or are they porpoises? How come I never look up this stuff before I blog? Oh well, too late now...)</p><p>If they WERE porpoises, this could be called her "All Porpoise Room." Heh heh...<br /><br /><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-x1eurhN4QAEDY65cl7ViRAL3NsmJP9Dr6YVuULiji6QEeGhkFnS6yUTu3oJ6PrWxmxNCIFFGaQUzT51gFXYQQHi8HBI6-W71cHZW4067dUylgkzwh4uecis3aRqNvMa7ZtEmLTY45OjA/s1600-h/9.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312022310945681490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-x1eurhN4QAEDY65cl7ViRAL3NsmJP9Dr6YVuULiji6QEeGhkFnS6yUTu3oJ6PrWxmxNCIFFGaQUzT51gFXYQQHi8HBI6-W71cHZW4067dUylgkzwh4uecis3aRqNvMa7ZtEmLTY45OjA/s400/9.jpg" border="0" /></a> Drawer and cabinet pull...uh...mammals.</p><p>So there are the first nine pictures. More to follow. Meanwhile, here's a peek at what's going on back at home:</p><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfEp7aD9Nulr-DMlhe0dY7N9M4s6xNJg-lnO5wwtSxdaRXk01bAEzQ7q2wN_8Ipbgw3de8dYcLpOLQQ7bXrHjYN1cG2YYwPFztyzsAM4kL0ePa9bt3T6moS8pYX-8gSb5aONxKh8IYY6D9/s1600-h/10.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312022308492734386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfEp7aD9Nulr-DMlhe0dY7N9M4s6xNJg-lnO5wwtSxdaRXk01bAEzQ7q2wN_8Ipbgw3de8dYcLpOLQQ7bXrHjYN1cG2YYwPFztyzsAM4kL0ePa9bt3T6moS8pYX-8gSb5aONxKh8IYY6D9/s400/10.jpg" border="0" /></a>It's a huge quilt, so I'll be working on it while you're touring Sue's house.</div><div> </div><div>And yes, there will be pictures of her sewing room!</div><br /><p></p>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-19045941864724116322009-03-06T11:57:00.008-10:002009-03-06T22:17:05.851-10:00No Nene's Kauai Humane Society Quilt<p align="justify">I belong to a large quilt group called the "No Nene" group. We meet once a month on the North Shore of our island. It isn't an official guild, but we do manage quite a few fund-raising activities throughout the year. We don't have a facility at which we regularly meet; we usually meet at member's homes.</p><br /><p align="justify">Recently, we met at Sue's house, which has several jaw-dropping features:</p><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN_hDCzjV8yICzZpiPO7kniEr2MqmVtVsoX63RcQ3BYrTFl4bXgL6Fcaqo12hWIWGgHHASq-97G5F4WUC-i72_SnMgmtPoEo0-AwG0DvhlBkHwkDTchrp6y6rk6HBpRNZLcvZAewd5FkDx/s1600-h/hospice0.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310197856811670834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN_hDCzjV8yICzZpiPO7kniEr2MqmVtVsoX63RcQ3BYrTFl4bXgL6Fcaqo12hWIWGgHHASq-97G5F4WUC-i72_SnMgmtPoEo0-AwG0DvhlBkHwkDTchrp6y6rk6HBpRNZLcvZAewd5FkDx/s400/hospice0.jpg" border="0" /></a> An oceanfront acre of Hanalei Bay. No kidding. Can you imagine? I'm giving you a peek at the front of the house as you walk up to it. On my next post, I'll show you more of the inside of the house and the views from her lanai. You will DEFINITELY want to come back for that, but today, we're going to talk about No Nene's fabulous quilt!</p><br /><p align="justify">Continuing along with the "awesome" theme, this is the quilt that the No Nene group made for the annual Kauai Humane Society fundraiser:<br /></p><br /><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7SN8UsRWOPEox3omzVmOkm-R5KixqLsK5i0eO_OPg6vwdA0qa2whqqPp5-KztXoIijmp-pjFtmQ3SQA0dYNRb3MpB58o_BLYWiX0AyA1jm__BdzM87M4Q2UqiNhstekaGEAgaqYaFWWpr/s1600-h/hospice1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310197849269823474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7SN8UsRWOPEox3omzVmOkm-R5KixqLsK5i0eO_OPg6vwdA0qa2whqqPp5-KztXoIijmp-pjFtmQ3SQA0dYNRb3MpB58o_BLYWiX0AyA1jm__BdzM87M4Q2UqiNhstekaGEAgaqYaFWWpr/s400/hospice1.jpg" border="0" /></a> Click to enlarge any of these pictures (it's worth it!). This quilt was a group effort. Many wonderful quilters worked hard on this quilt (sadly, I didn't attend much last year, so I can't take any credit at all). But I must mention Jeni Hardy as one of big contributors, as she set all the blocks together with the small mosaic sashing blocks, and also machine-quilted the quilt.</p><br /><p align="justify">Fiber artist Lea Ingram designed the reef portion, hand-painted seabirds, and I'm sure was responsible for many more aspects of the quilt.<br /></p><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj31SCBBJ9IQ-RlRz7Xk5VaXYLy04iMrdLtLWDtjz5p9J8ICeNakNNCTHoBNh7NyZwrnf2EDe8Y5N37fsAKJ84_q_cxMKLUVneyjbB-j33rsbymEqfRapoTXngtDQrRWbKSRWFMbPaTVuAd/s1600-h/hospice2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310197843558446514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj31SCBBJ9IQ-RlRz7Xk5VaXYLy04iMrdLtLWDtjz5p9J8ICeNakNNCTHoBNh7NyZwrnf2EDe8Y5N37fsAKJ84_q_cxMKLUVneyjbB-j33rsbymEqfRapoTXngtDQrRWbKSRWFMbPaTVuAd/s400/hospice2.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><div align="justify">Various members made the creature blocks.<br /><br /></div><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSQWJjdmKJ6hYBdyQUTy3iYWqKYwpy9szLzHg8D0qTGBxvmoOicHR7K0aBZ_95Ba4S65FjaO_XCcusN3CCxKiYB_fIIUszXgxt6-bQSytX5p7OsiIL6L-uNiIDlHq4fER_c2-aips4s1nd/s1600-h/hospice3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310197839464879410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSQWJjdmKJ6hYBdyQUTy3iYWqKYwpy9szLzHg8D0qTGBxvmoOicHR7K0aBZ_95Ba4S65FjaO_XCcusN3CCxKiYB_fIIUszXgxt6-bQSytX5p7OsiIL6L-uNiIDlHq4fER_c2-aips4s1nd/s400/hospice3.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div align="justify">Many of these creatures were from commercial patterns. Barbara Bieraugel from the Big Island designed many of these blocks and her patterns are available through Kapaia Stitchery at 808-245-2281.<br /><br /></div><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBjD9x3J1HC9ttPkTgwde4GFKHqgUcIqedjSl8TfUGfsbuGcjQVXWqoKBgnKLbGSOUDOkhoqTy2WMwQHRb0L9mPsSkmE16WEQL4jiJgM2qX-X73LOrc6CXlwRGhVub4g4k6rlJlfHjGrL1/s1600-h/hospice4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310197593002259714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBjD9x3J1HC9ttPkTgwde4GFKHqgUcIqedjSl8TfUGfsbuGcjQVXWqoKBgnKLbGSOUDOkhoqTy2WMwQHRb0L9mPsSkmE16WEQL4jiJgM2qX-X73LOrc6CXlwRGhVub4g4k6rlJlfHjGrL1/s400/hospice4.jpg" border="0" /></a> Some of these other blocks were from McKenna Ryan's Sea Breeze pattern series. I'm sure you can google that name and find a local source.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjibqn3kigxZUafs65efCx-ec3FkCdnTp7NQzySP4nsmO4sQCFhc5eCqD4rCLfQfYy3uNJS88XuL-6gpjmVByoUcal8PdqplNKJV9CYgdN8yDK0CgsAkIGsP644GZrYni4acwLg7QkJjgLC/s1600-h/hospice5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310197589654252866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjibqn3kigxZUafs65efCx-ec3FkCdnTp7NQzySP4nsmO4sQCFhc5eCqD4rCLfQfYy3uNJS88XuL-6gpjmVByoUcal8PdqplNKJV9CYgdN8yDK0CgsAkIGsP644GZrYni4acwLg7QkJjgLC/s400/hospice5.jpg" border="0" /></a> Fantastic machine-quilting, Jeni. You can't really tell in this picture, but the thread Jeni used was metallic sparkly thread and it gives the quilt a gorgeous shimmer.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYGMGNMt1ycXjaIY74X8JVO2e-ob4Mcfvn0EYsp6FJXCQnxGjstG2zrTVGvalypVcmpI1pU5Sxsc2_ckfAh6B_8esxz9p39zA0iFLtc2VVTV3eze_o7Zw-SnIM5VuS8cZbdOX1ethI0prl/s1600-h/hospice6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310197584058222994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYGMGNMt1ycXjaIY74X8JVO2e-ob4Mcfvn0EYsp6FJXCQnxGjstG2zrTVGvalypVcmpI1pU5Sxsc2_ckfAh6B_8esxz9p39zA0iFLtc2VVTV3eze_o7Zw-SnIM5VuS8cZbdOX1ethI0prl/s400/hospice6.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I love the jellyfish! Well, I love the <em>quilted</em> version of the jellyfish. The real ones are not so great up close. My son and I had a run-in with a jellyfish when he was three and it was not pleasant for either of us. But they are quite beautiful from a distance!<br /><br /><br /><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig5_6z1L3NF-bbeumsBbUIj6ABo6u1RJINr5Lo6j3stPwfcTmk3BvMaQLAOaDe7SUrp5u9OelYP4UP9r01e4jalaiu9Nmek-dZiSoI9mB2rwkUZ2T-BF-n7Nr2qmXyi7nFcDlmcDTYlxg6/s1600-h/hospice7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310197575604134402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig5_6z1L3NF-bbeumsBbUIj6ABo6u1RJINr5Lo6j3stPwfcTmk3BvMaQLAOaDe7SUrp5u9OelYP4UP9r01e4jalaiu9Nmek-dZiSoI9mB2rwkUZ2T-BF-n7Nr2qmXyi7nFcDlmcDTYlxg6/s400/hospice7.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I love the jumping dolphins! I can't figure out how they did that one. Broderie perse? Or Lea's amazing painting? I must ask next time.</p><br /><p align="justify">Eileen Sanders embroidered the seahorses. Eileen does most everything by hand, so you can imagine what these look like up close.</p><br /><p align="justify">I know some of the other No Nenes designed original blocks, but I don't have a listing of individual efforts. Besides, one of the meanings of "No Nene" is "No Name," so I guess that's appropriate. The group effort is what made this quilt so amazing.</p><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqmVhPWLuD2HI2DY8i6N3rexhNmmcVp1laee-v5XP6nVHf5Hd13OC58EZKanpi35K_mbwc7LbCH7V3sMk-LIO9Qcg8druxQB1MUkfJ3u6-86naqdSw1v3qcGZESY8kUPfOW1T6q4avb3pE/s1600-h/hospice8.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310197566628683298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqmVhPWLuD2HI2DY8i6N3rexhNmmcVp1laee-v5XP6nVHf5Hd13OC58EZKanpi35K_mbwc7LbCH7V3sMk-LIO9Qcg8druxQB1MUkfJ3u6-86naqdSw1v3qcGZESY8kUPfOW1T6q4avb3pE/s400/hospice8.jpg" border="0" /></a> Another view of the quilt, held by volunteers on Sue's lanai. I just love the colors in this quilt!</p><p><br /></p><p>This quilt will be up for auction/ticket sales in May (I'm not sure exactly how they will be doing it this year.) For more information, you can call our Kauai Humane Society at 808-632-0610 Tuesday-Saturday. I don't think they know I'll be posting this, so early callers may get conflicting information. Our Humane Society is wonderful but small, so please be patient.</p><p>On my next blog post, I'll show you some more pictures of our meeting. You will not believe the view from the lanai. You just won't. I still can't....</p><p><strong>Edited on 3/6/09 to add: Dr. Becky of the Kauai Humane society left this comment: "Aloha No Nene Quilters, Lisa Boyer and all, Absolutely stunning quilt and thank you so very much from all of us at Kauai Humane Society. Our annual dinner and silent auction is scheduled for May 9th at the Marriott with this year's theme, WOOFSTOCK. Go to kauaihumane.org for more details coming soon. Mahalo, Dr. Becky & the gang" </strong>Thanks for the info, Dr. Becky!</p><br /></div>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-62239380703182624002009-03-02T08:39:00.006-10:002009-03-02T09:33:29.822-10:00Economic Stimulus<p align="justify">This week, I've done my part for the economy. I'm not usually prone to the temptations of retail therapy, but something happened to my willpower this week. Perhaps these little Dutchboys and their cute little doggies had something to do with it:</p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiooo7t09p47qpfH1kcApaFSmQfUL-VAuC94aE4Q3yNOuHpyaa53JiR-wwkROfsiI_PLtlK_sEJoArR95vzZ4pzOtEZzxfne1BJAMhaQaUsr7Tt_4K4KVY5aimCXoaEYvXznZBdQBQMbzv/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308662426956567666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiooo7t09p47qpfH1kcApaFSmQfUL-VAuC94aE4Q3yNOuHpyaa53JiR-wwkROfsiI_PLtlK_sEJoArR95vzZ4pzOtEZzxfne1BJAMhaQaUsr7Tt_4K4KVY5aimCXoaEYvXznZBdQBQMbzv/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /></a>My knees still go week when I look at this fabric. Look at those polite little doggies! Or how about this little animal party on pink gingham:</p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYjImzZZ4E4RTr257V1NGDqn5SjxLusmkOC0g-b_4vlhkssMwtCbR5QqBTNm6b9b2l8CTNCsrB_z8uUz-bg1eZorRB0sWMEd-ymOPkDJbfdL4bxAok-vzteUS0c4WaYTxL6jHzcdAYXBZQ/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308662417824845714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYjImzZZ4E4RTr257V1NGDqn5SjxLusmkOC0g-b_4vlhkssMwtCbR5QqBTNm6b9b2l8CTNCsrB_z8uUz-bg1eZorRB0sWMEd-ymOPkDJbfdL4bxAok-vzteUS0c4WaYTxL6jHzcdAYXBZQ/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /></a> Agggh! Look at that elephant sleeping on his little rug. Irresistable. Don't they remind you of Little Golden Book characters? I got these two pieces (plus four others) from <a href="http://www.superbuzzy.com/">Superbuzzy</a>. I LOVE <a href="http://www.superbuzzy.com/">Superbuzzy</a>. I showed remarkable restraint. But someday, I'll have grandkids to sew for and all bets are off. Meanwhile, I'm slowly stockpiling. Stash stealth--that's my strategy. (It's also very hard to say ten times fast.)</p><p align="justify">Here is another purchase I made: </p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghQtkYXT0Jj-7lMCou7ROhn7nM1n-FcBMmOsNJZZYSJmhhs37m4QUlHPAeB0Ozw1J5oBx0frggTJ0VCOliregu_5h3vz9S2zZQDW0Xpa0KrEVzu7ffx2XxjT0qpRuxCDSwqVybdrH2daS1/s1600-h/4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308662264770238290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghQtkYXT0Jj-7lMCou7ROhn7nM1n-FcBMmOsNJZZYSJmhhs37m4QUlHPAeB0Ozw1J5oBx0frggTJ0VCOliregu_5h3vz9S2zZQDW0Xpa0KrEVzu7ffx2XxjT0qpRuxCDSwqVybdrH2daS1/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /></a> An adorable purse kit from <a href="http://fredashive.blogspot.com/">Nanette at Freda's Hive</a>. She supplied the instructions, outer panel fabrics, matching rick rack and fabric button (I LOVE that button!), and I supplied the handles and lining. The instructions were excellent and I'm very happy with how it turned out.<br /><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSf18nRnDvjbXNzE4HpjuArw4S6waiKRLAjMVhqWBmosLEaT6g5dZR_CUHFtj8ykqtZAkWQhKuCWAUz_0I9bvHs6yRaTMdJlR_q7qo9wnEOK2q-3X42zrN9y2NE_tWvUNlyeaTYfJATFSh/s1600-h/5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308662266107385874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSf18nRnDvjbXNzE4HpjuArw4S6waiKRLAjMVhqWBmosLEaT6g5dZR_CUHFtj8ykqtZAkWQhKuCWAUz_0I9bvHs6yRaTMdJlR_q7qo9wnEOK2q-3X42zrN9y2NE_tWvUNlyeaTYfJATFSh/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /></a> LOVE the button. Love the prints she picked out for this kit!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR66F-JTYQE1j3MSimfy9w1rBoExpMWrcnUzGLKV0bf1nhdiAOgRXNHMYS3JxMftIjWpsZtZk8UIPdzog15XV7lW9b7xkvzNyORPJKqHQy6r2h377UvI2MusLxvtz6O22DDsA-TanLY6em/s1600-h/6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308662264106369762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR66F-JTYQE1j3MSimfy9w1rBoExpMWrcnUzGLKV0bf1nhdiAOgRXNHMYS3JxMftIjWpsZtZk8UIPdzog15XV7lW9b7xkvzNyORPJKqHQy6r2h377UvI2MusLxvtz6O22DDsA-TanLY6em/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /></a> The instructions included this optional feature--slitted sides to make getting in and out of the bag easier. From now on, I'm giving all my bags this clever feature.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuDVvDLpIxZQb8v00-8aCncxe5cGWAjohTT-aQ-NeeKCTqNXSpZbZrMqjbB0feJEUU0F59cloifZBgL8HYNVxUFMLcsPn5pk5QwLhneHgN9UJKjybM64fz8wVgRG7DaXBgPQPGms7aehmk/s1600-h/7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308662261400854786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuDVvDLpIxZQb8v00-8aCncxe5cGWAjohTT-aQ-NeeKCTqNXSpZbZrMqjbB0feJEUU0F59cloifZBgL8HYNVxUFMLcsPn5pk5QwLhneHgN9UJKjybM64fz8wVgRG7DaXBgPQPGms7aehmk/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /></a> A peek at the inside. Don't you just love that yellow kitchen fabric??? Sigh.<br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGiTTmyGp1cLLZ_rWpmKWs3TBDq5VP4u_L5TsNXB6kUK9UEX-BXrw_-lC46xLkspDsv4HomMq6XXFRgSXfz4pjDmTaor4K34FbKGFb8XKRmrGEvXpirdXUJHeA7Fu_s5rD_jU_9vJTdzO2/s1600-h/8.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308662043604885666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGiTTmyGp1cLLZ_rWpmKWs3TBDq5VP4u_L5TsNXB6kUK9UEX-BXrw_-lC46xLkspDsv4HomMq6XXFRgSXfz4pjDmTaor4K34FbKGFb8XKRmrGEvXpirdXUJHeA7Fu_s5rD_jU_9vJTdzO2/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /></a> The reverse--more wonderful prints.</p><p>I don't often buy kits because I feel like I want to make my "own" quilt or purse. But I love <a href="http://fredashive.blogspot.com/">Nanette's</a> taste so much! I wanted to work with what she picked out--and hopefully learn from her. I don't think I would have had the courage to mix these prints, but I did, and I lived! I LOVE this bag!</p><p>After I put Nanette's bag together, I had to have more. So I ordered this charm squares and trim kit from her:<br /></p><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCHpWOUbozsBSJewM_3B_hfJ_Zfpew0mUD-13fXEP7PNneY9tPt43EURku3dhp39_zB09juOTva0BqlEVDrxSKL4CvKdWvswBX1v4RQStbLtZFVXvRBsde-N3qGqMG5aplWM8V4xuqQjB2/s1600-h/9.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308662042784806466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCHpWOUbozsBSJewM_3B_hfJ_Zfpew0mUD-13fXEP7PNneY9tPt43EURku3dhp39_zB09juOTva0BqlEVDrxSKL4CvKdWvswBX1v4RQStbLtZFVXvRBsde-N3qGqMG5aplWM8V4xuqQjB2/s400/9.jpg" border="0" /></a> It's a collection of lovely little prints and sweet trims. Some are vintage, some are Japanese imports, some are new fabrics. She also included a little precious pile of snippets, which I am still drooling over:<br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib0S-oByvKLnv33yNLy-49UFzEw3fkkIy59XvkM0z5hiVrym29UU94NWMY_Mz4zIfihInY-Uq2oon5ieQb989kng7qemiwK95v0z64og-SVovlTOAPNiZ14Sxi6TVmqDd8VjP4oguBjOOY/s1600-h/10.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308662039072053538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib0S-oByvKLnv33yNLy-49UFzEw3fkkIy59XvkM0z5hiVrym29UU94NWMY_Mz4zIfihInY-Uq2oon5ieQb989kng7qemiwK95v0z64og-SVovlTOAPNiZ14Sxi6TVmqDd8VjP4oguBjOOY/s400/10.jpg" border="0" /></a> These are just a few of the snippets. Sigh. Thanks, <a href="http://fredashive.blogspot.com/">Nanette.</a> The kit is wonderful.</p><p>More excitement this week: I found a cigar box full of buttons and rick rack at a rummage sale:</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNLbcZTE1oeyOMYuJl6BdjyJ17NrJh4lC2YhSM5ZfG2nLl-tWxVYyJtKSrcDciaOmoVEakx1cmRWqO9UMVqjldE1jPLs7Qp74eMCB21Fs-ki8lm-2AonGGnd5b0uqxJzR1k-Wejjazu1ZH/s1600-h/11.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308662035477926754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNLbcZTE1oeyOMYuJl6BdjyJ17NrJh4lC2YhSM5ZfG2nLl-tWxVYyJtKSrcDciaOmoVEakx1cmRWqO9UMVqjldE1jPLs7Qp74eMCB21Fs-ki8lm-2AonGGnd5b0uqxJzR1k-Wejjazu1ZH/s400/11.jpg" border="0" /></a> These are just a few of my favorites. It's very hard to find anything old or antique here on the island; the weather, mold, mildew, bugs, etc. ad infinitum, are very hard on old things. People live a long life, but their stuff...not so much. So I'm always amazed when I run across things like this. It's very rare!</p><p>I also found a cutter cotton shirt that I couldn't pass up. The shirt was too small, but look at the fabric:</p><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKA2wogflbdn7pMItc6RqMeS40YhS30EwgT9aUtrmgR3Ey7TL-UE3p-ki-AXkOp81H183SD5rInQnS2g28oKreAUYqWptdq_ic_cQ_gqwRbkm3s5k1guEHtfHxZnw2tzkJRtRGDdtXSdqG/s1600-h/12.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308662028718423362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKA2wogflbdn7pMItc6RqMeS40YhS30EwgT9aUtrmgR3Ey7TL-UE3p-ki-AXkOp81H183SD5rInQnS2g28oKreAUYqWptdq_ic_cQ_gqwRbkm3s5k1guEHtfHxZnw2tzkJRtRGDdtXSdqG/s400/12.jpg" border="0" /></a> Happy frogs and mushrooms. I hope your day is as happy as these froggies.</div></div></div></div><br /><p></p>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-86209297604123515232009-02-24T13:05:00.007-10:002009-02-24T13:40:35.455-10:00Care Package<p align="justify">My son and his lovely girlfriend are away at college, currently in their junior year. My son Grayson has lived on Kauai most of his life and his girlfriend was born and raised on Kauai. They've known each other since they were very young and started dating when they were sophmores in high school.</p><p align="justify">It was a big surprise to us when they announced to us (as high school seniors) that their college of choice was not on nearby Oahu, but in the cold, cold Northwest! Where it snows! But they've lasted and thrived and LOVE their school, even though it's taken some effort to get used to the cold.</p><p align="justify">I occasionally send them care packages like the one below:</p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8HT9-vsL45ypbb9YH0yZyNrILcNfKgz2Jo80-0cojIoOp2D_j-MrUHzQJ9euLduWHnh4WB7dHr5UUaIV2QgVv77HaTkoDlgszOHeyd_99ZQRXUQFUCIquKPejm4CTNrRpUUcCN62aDypM/s1600-h/carepkg.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306505425592580722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8HT9-vsL45ypbb9YH0yZyNrILcNfKgz2Jo80-0cojIoOp2D_j-MrUHzQJ9euLduWHnh4WB7dHr5UUaIV2QgVv77HaTkoDlgszOHeyd_99ZQRXUQFUCIquKPejm4CTNrRpUUcCN62aDypM/s400/carepkg.jpg" border="0" /></a>(Oh, how I love Flat Rate boxes, don't you?) Hot drink packets, ramen, dorm food, silly toys and games, socks, hats, scarves, etc., to keep them warm and mildly amused. My son's favorite color is green, so that's a frequent theme.</p><p align="justify">Recently, it was Angela's birthday, so I knitted her a hat. This one looked super warm:</p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzvmGKnl3y4W13NioW6niERmr1ReZTnBEetgCq8iyYXrMK5D-acfz8ubqZGv-gq7x6XcusdYfrdoluRksmh50JrAdMtXcERZi7u-huBE1FuROw6txpJg6Ik3GDJOdC50nMH8obek_CP4p9/s1600-h/patonshat.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306505421927361938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzvmGKnl3y4W13NioW6niERmr1ReZTnBEetgCq8iyYXrMK5D-acfz8ubqZGv-gq7x6XcusdYfrdoluRksmh50JrAdMtXcERZi7u-huBE1FuROw6txpJg6Ik3GDJOdC50nMH8obek_CP4p9/s400/patonshat.jpg" border="0" /></a> The pattern was in Paton's "Street Smart" booklet, the same pattern book as my "<a href="http://lisaboyer.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-this-one-got-to-me.html">Must Have Cardigan</a>." I knitted it using two strands of super-soft Malabrigo.</p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkCjnC5bOo2pe1jADnD1r67IilcivofSyIr_XpZe3UAHd3KvVlKTkvpag1dirnEFHC2JqwvEAXukPjfDVrDRaEzdklxxhLAW7ZIhS_PoYPfkiFvUJWc6RtnZqbOwu6Y-SS4pLDmV_8rj7I/s1600-h/100_8379e.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306505069451018706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkCjnC5bOo2pe1jADnD1r67IilcivofSyIr_XpZe3UAHd3KvVlKTkvpag1dirnEFHC2JqwvEAXukPjfDVrDRaEzdklxxhLAW7ZIhS_PoYPfkiFvUJWc6RtnZqbOwu6Y-SS4pLDmV_8rj7I/s400/100_8379e.jpg" border="0" /></a> This hat took almost two skeins of Malabrigo! It's quite a thick hat...and very long!<br /><br /><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEj_9xIm-L6FSEoajKo2_MhauR5erBOcu24wMUXINnpdY59t5EJB2lu-vXKtWUUR80qSTDdOm5zE-06EHXiqOPJgkVzD4GwYQ8l1ffHXkdF3VsJJwvq9bQTCzQz6HJYVARS9zcpqFPPo3c/s1600-h/100_8383e.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306505063456271954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEj_9xIm-L6FSEoajKo2_MhauR5erBOcu24wMUXINnpdY59t5EJB2lu-vXKtWUUR80qSTDdOm5zE-06EHXiqOPJgkVzD4GwYQ8l1ffHXkdF3VsJJwvq9bQTCzQz6HJYVARS9zcpqFPPo3c/s400/100_8383e.jpg" border="0" /></a> The long part folds up over ears for extra warmth.<br /><br />Let me tell you, I am so in love with Malabrigo! This was my first experience with it--I mail ordered it after I heard other people extol the virtues of this stuff. I was not disappointed. I think it's my favorite yarn EVER.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzs1xhH1KPhCJF1sHl1pbzGdMtDf73FXZSOJOLY7auOTSVkjlAx-r8L2c5R0lQtc21azH19-BPIFe5wO9tu-hhy9gILWcDzeu0d9lA2bm0AN5GU3MoJfUdHgEFJny4vTDnSzSv0FDe0qc8/s1600-h/100_8380e2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306505063546159698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzs1xhH1KPhCJF1sHl1pbzGdMtDf73FXZSOJOLY7auOTSVkjlAx-r8L2c5R0lQtc21azH19-BPIFe5wO9tu-hhy9gILWcDzeu0d9lA2bm0AN5GU3MoJfUdHgEFJny4vTDnSzSv0FDe0qc8/s400/100_8380e2.jpg" border="0" /></a> See? It's so thick and lovely, it stands up by itself. I hope she likes it!<br /><br />This is sweet Angela, helping me make a quilt last year:<br /><br /><br /><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgun0skF5RbbhcHS6seunrnWiUB5IkAomXoHT6ds6MUUoQ0sM7cdDaxla_vxbnZaHompH_vn4AMOXYpm3ujJrniPkZnrsJqaULqMEPNUgSjnNsWoGBYMUWepLev37CpUDT4z4y-30Bz0VC/s1600-h/angiee.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306505057973379266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgun0skF5RbbhcHS6seunrnWiUB5IkAomXoHT6ds6MUUoQ0sM7cdDaxla_vxbnZaHompH_vn4AMOXYpm3ujJrniPkZnrsJqaULqMEPNUgSjnNsWoGBYMUWepLev37CpUDT4z4y-30Bz0VC/s400/angiee.jpg" border="0" /></a> I think it will look nice on her, don't you? She's such a lovely girl. I couldn't have chosen a better friend and girlfriend for my son. And she helps me quilt!!! I know it's a cliche, but it's like I gained a daughter. One who likes to sew! I am very lucky...oh...and I guess my son is, too.</p><p align="justify">Angela is not only a very smart girl, she's a talented one, too. She has a wonderful imagination and is an amazing artist. Here is a portrait she did of Mr. Bigglesworth:<br /><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiOseCsjQikpq23OX8IXv2tif3oPx_3wc8zadndlR5MKVDsRr0wpr2yIlgDGQM3H8zepOXcgYRLNkzc0jd3n5ojA2Jc6dC0SzX6jaZZLiV-WbVU2xogbrMb_qayselg6WHPWOqoXintUML/s1600-h/BigglesJapan.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306505049174509074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiOseCsjQikpq23OX8IXv2tif3oPx_3wc8zadndlR5MKVDsRr0wpr2yIlgDGQM3H8zepOXcgYRLNkzc0jd3n5ojA2Jc6dC0SzX6jaZZLiV-WbVU2xogbrMb_qayselg6WHPWOqoXintUML/s400/BigglesJapan.jpg" border="0" /></a> He looks handsome in his Japanese setting and garb, don't you think?</p><p>Happy Birthday, Angie!</p><br /><p></p>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1942038667935502908.post-61586542415450147322009-02-19T17:04:00.003-10:002009-02-19T17:59:41.948-10:00Hawaiian Vacay, Day Four<p align="justify">That was a nice quilty break. Did you get your postcards mailed?</p><p align="justify">Let's continue our trip, shall we? We've arrived at Poipu on the south side of our island, and we're watching Spouting Horn blow. I wish I could insert an image for scale here, because this thing is BIG, although it's hard to tell from this picture. Several stories, high, I'd guess. It spouts every few minutes, depending on the wave action from below--sort of like our version of Old Faithful! There's always a rainbow in it, at least when I'm here.</p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRIma7dvK1v5uIaXmxq3jcBXK6DRvQmncBOM-EWsJWpz7gRjpfaXHRHPE0JZIsuPjFxyTkn8muhRKm5r4E_XFf27x8QeAM0zRKXRf6KvFLjaAnNfsZMbi61H6m8ZQG0_cthavVRJ7s0_ZF/s1600-h/1kd.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304712840976020994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRIma7dvK1v5uIaXmxq3jcBXK6DRvQmncBOM-EWsJWpz7gRjpfaXHRHPE0JZIsuPjFxyTkn8muhRKm5r4E_XFf27x8QeAM0zRKXRf6KvFLjaAnNfsZMbi61H6m8ZQG0_cthavVRJ7s0_ZF/s400/1kd.jpg" border="0" /></a> An occasional whale swims by in the background, and it is awe-inspiring to watch. This is February, so there are lots of whales out there today. Sorry, I couldn't get a good picture of one...you never know when they're going to breach or spout. They don't come when you call, either.</p><p align="justify">There is a lot of new building going on down here in Poipu. Well...that is, there WAS a lot of new building. With the economy slowing down, many new developments have halted. Here's the site of a new development that didn't quite catch on:</p><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBC65vXBvTdYFcq3HYxaBdcYxdAx67qZKykTSxCaQciIED7R3SugkLH8HSL6lvSaoYvOXI1j8qN8gDkd5yP4z3gPFpGqsE5VZ4M7ypPsDVWC6AGbV49w3EMOx69Mfbx1hNFjuthOtT9wln/s1600-h/2kd.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304712839763698690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBC65vXBvTdYFcq3HYxaBdcYxdAx67qZKykTSxCaQciIED7R3SugkLH8HSL6lvSaoYvOXI1j8qN8gDkd5yP4z3gPFpGqsE5VZ4M7ypPsDVWC6AGbV49w3EMOx69Mfbx1hNFjuthOtT9wln/s400/2kd.jpg" border="0" /></a> Nice new roads. There's a lovely sidewalk and a little sales office...but nothing else for miles around!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwPR6V22e-dOlrq361UoULmxfg84n8X5F-jzNTy6FRSl_mwVh8AIEoXl6cYBaD6lkyp4O_6xV1QHNhAV4h5Gw8Ijj644X2SZzCqVJONr1EarHM-uBshzR5HsqagT5rMFN7hNWR-e5HqUe2/s1600-h/3kd.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304711604179907522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwPR6V22e-dOlrq361UoULmxfg84n8X5F-jzNTy6FRSl_mwVh8AIEoXl6cYBaD6lkyp4O_6xV1QHNhAV4h5Gw8Ijj644X2SZzCqVJONr1EarHM-uBshzR5HsqagT5rMFN7hNWR-e5HqUe2/s400/3kd.jpg" border="0" /></a> a 360 degree view. You've got mountains, ocean, sky...<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-W_8_zO_P_q_sGJ6OkjMlhQIBBUYI1TcJcGhSKkXOWRkxyypoVmcbfhCUe93Txu-SDG7687vQlnIgTHSqvNHMaRPp4GFiWkfSrKYIupw-UvQB-JGnS4bdDPrNwsThzENkGaLEB7te8hlS/s1600-h/4kd.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304711605433094498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-W_8_zO_P_q_sGJ6OkjMlhQIBBUYI1TcJcGhSKkXOWRkxyypoVmcbfhCUe93Txu-SDG7687vQlnIgTHSqvNHMaRPp4GFiWkfSrKYIupw-UvQB-JGnS4bdDPrNwsThzENkGaLEB7te8hlS/s400/4kd.jpg" border="0" /></a> See the ocean peeking out up there on the horizon? You should move here. Here are the cross streets so you can tell your realtor:<br /><br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiGNMbaKl8JrZrA8lNy3R4FVGh6YfvUYJXtdZtuqqWjfzTYxshedIngIwi5p_OTwPRHXxxt-KNyjSl9rImGnm2RAU_L63rttLMdj9ijSd2P32hwako6k0LpkZrAnKoEP5CF627pDVzhSm2/s1600-h/5kd.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304711590948272018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiGNMbaKl8JrZrA8lNy3R4FVGh6YfvUYJXtdZtuqqWjfzTYxshedIngIwi5p_OTwPRHXxxt-KNyjSl9rImGnm2RAU_L63rttLMdj9ijSd2P32hwako6k0LpkZrAnKoEP5CF627pDVzhSm2/s400/5kd.jpg" border="0" /></a> We're on the corner of....uh...Ala Kalanikaumaka and Ala Kukia...no...Kukui'uu....um....maybe it wouldn't be such a great place to live. You'd never be able to fit your address on a standard size mailing envelope.</p><p>Let's continue down these new roads and work our way down to the beach.<br /><br /><br /></p><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhseJUCzrh2U0DrSbOV5dMjvC_Pg1X3gDgKBEWyifOk8DlDSXIvM5AXwDRZ3C5RBV4l9pHAZQbvlUYo04gbxfNzvEJHbRWFTK4auKM50s_wV1Ihn_wdB-gIBZMl_V1jPN8qPtTNQKcdmzLL/s1600-h/6kd.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304711582744809938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhseJUCzrh2U0DrSbOV5dMjvC_Pg1X3gDgKBEWyifOk8DlDSXIvM5AXwDRZ3C5RBV4l9pHAZQbvlUYo04gbxfNzvEJHbRWFTK4auKM50s_wV1Ihn_wdB-gIBZMl_V1jPN8qPtTNQKcdmzLL/s400/6kd.jpg" border="0" /></a> Here it is! The beautiful warm ocean at Poipu.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4HyC9rA923QU9ALyBqm1kjyK7vbe_SQx9pADeaiZiQEEdF9U23lXVRp34C5O28LsH1vuUkXfMH1M0-7S2nQ3BFGgP7R9h5s3ORErjkl4ZhkaoAz7nHPgI6Da3ZZ3iQTWlntT7GlQe9CCD/s1600-h/7kd.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304711570511780946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4HyC9rA923QU9ALyBqm1kjyK7vbe_SQx9pADeaiZiQEEdF9U23lXVRp34C5O28LsH1vuUkXfMH1M0-7S2nQ3BFGgP7R9h5s3ORErjkl4ZhkaoAz7nHPgI6Da3ZZ3iQTWlntT7GlQe9CCD/s400/7kd.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Ready for a swim? There are only a few people out today enjoying the waves.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLNWl-_GClhfPzoBLGhLgVLUmAor6sdt5i5h37usB8fbpxSDGVd444wlDC3n7v1TMufN_UX6GJ-Ayi1g-X_J2spt5U7UcdTLh9RF0BCA8Zmo0AH0jsqRfbdM_eXqziZI5lxtbKSSlEyBfg/s1600-h/8kd.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304710917616843810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLNWl-_GClhfPzoBLGhLgVLUmAor6sdt5i5h37usB8fbpxSDGVd444wlDC3n7v1TMufN_UX6GJ-Ayi1g-X_J2spt5U7UcdTLh9RF0BCA8Zmo0AH0jsqRfbdM_eXqziZI5lxtbKSSlEyBfg/s400/8kd.jpg" border="0" /></a> Swimming makes me hungry! Time to break into my bento from the Koloa Fish Market. I have seared ahi, spring rolls, and seaweed salad. Gahhhhh.....so delicious....mouth...watering....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfJ2vdmrSuL0lUXVd8QOGbnRo1mviFPNgMZVYzBiBRqkW1WybassNeA2TqpXVzeGclE65LR42YAyweDZPQDrdhtoK4UtWDgQDiktyos1885W71zXioitB9B1yhWa26ZQjO1dLZkptr1PAM/s1600-h/9kd.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304710915290946674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfJ2vdmrSuL0lUXVd8QOGbnRo1mviFPNgMZVYzBiBRqkW1WybassNeA2TqpXVzeGclE65LR42YAyweDZPQDrdhtoK4UtWDgQDiktyos1885W71zXioitB9B1yhWa26ZQjO1dLZkptr1PAM/s400/9kd.jpg" border="0" /></a> My lunches are a little too exotic for my husband. He prefers to have it more "his way:"<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1D3bVAx8t8dXWevNo8JkDS19-dz0dvGN1kRXIXAn-f5PsWu9oPtlSWyMvkcBJ6OBh7FgrmdEaBGgAoTFfAHpzh40NHHsLsK68ZwyCjAaQ9mUJFROR8eNSlebUHitHIyY3-YuCYvyTWI2-/s1600-h/10kd.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304710908211070450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1D3bVAx8t8dXWevNo8JkDS19-dz0dvGN1kRXIXAn-f5PsWu9oPtlSWyMvkcBJ6OBh7FgrmdEaBGgAoTFfAHpzh40NHHsLsK68ZwyCjAaQ9mUJFROR8eNSlebUHitHIyY3-YuCYvyTWI2-/s400/10kd.jpg" border="0" /></a>He's not a big fan of fish and seaweed and other things he can't identify. I think it's the Nebraskan in him. He'll sip his strawberry shake as we head home.</p><p>Back home again, where Mr. Bigglesworth is waiting for me to get to work making patterns and tying bows. I have quite a few pattern orders to go out--I better get busy!<br /></p><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK4pqFPQSNSH1a60la-WK9H5c512gWNYVXoo_EOS3R3BhxO1QEyAuk0yX014862TmjhV9kxcKp0bDviUkzT0W03WD685a5IJpulN4iYkhOXbDQZ7H1deH_zkxtSZXMpNbRLm-fhX_e4Y6e/s1600-h/11kd.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304710903662458290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK4pqFPQSNSH1a60la-WK9H5c512gWNYVXoo_EOS3R3BhxO1QEyAuk0yX014862TmjhV9kxcKp0bDviUkzT0W03WD685a5IJpulN4iYkhOXbDQZ7H1deH_zkxtSZXMpNbRLm-fhX_e4Y6e/s400/11kd.jpg" border="0" /></a> My "Baby Honu" quilt appeared in the latest issue of McCall's quilting magazine and I've been busy with orders for a couple weeks now!<br /></div><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjckzeI-ORutnmYc_w9jrwUgxBqDvxthatIzBQLFDca8KY-rzIOLB_jaeK-iSoPf0saeO5bwdyaBdE2mjVQj-p2UVz9-KGRm59ExXYD98CJ0pfbQayCv7cfPpSxfKBo1hyphenhyphenMvCjRbHZLFPPF/s1600-h/BabyHonuBoyer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304710898000524066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjckzeI-ORutnmYc_w9jrwUgxBqDvxthatIzBQLFDca8KY-rzIOLB_jaeK-iSoPf0saeO5bwdyaBdE2mjVQj-p2UVz9-KGRm59ExXYD98CJ0pfbQayCv7cfPpSxfKBo1hyphenhyphenMvCjRbHZLFPPF/s400/BabyHonuBoyer.jpg" border="0" /></a>It makes me smile to think of my little Honu swimming all over the world.</p><p>Back to work for me. I hope you enjoyed your Hawaiian vacation; let's do it again soon.<br /><br /><br /><br /></p><div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Lisa Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00456582868505590514noreply@blogger.com32