Who hasn’t daydreamed about living in a stately home furnished with shabby-chic antiques and the bric a brac collected by their forebears, such as the eighth duke’s collection of golf clubs and the ball gown Lady Amanda wore when dancing with the Ruritanian Ambassador?
No such dwelling would be complete without the haunted Long Gallery with the portraits of long-gone ancestors, showing the family resemblance as to chin, nose — or antenna?
And this portrait of Snarfie and Pie Thagoras has its own secret treasure, to be revealed in the last chapter of the story, saving the family seat from being redeveloped as a bingo hall … stay tuned!
Meet Pie Thagoras and Snarfie!
They are from Return of the Stupid Sock Creatures: Evolutions, Mutations and Other Creations, by John Murphy, published by Lark Crafts.
Young Sprout made most of the design decisions and did some of the cutting and ALL of the stuffing — to the point where I had to do reverse stuffing to sew these critters closed!
Like quilting every project is a learning experience. With Snarfie I learned ladder stitch. He is made from a pair of orange ankle socks, felt, a scrap from an old t-shirt, and a giant blingy bead.
With Pie Thagoras I learned that critters stuffed with rice are heavy and need stronger stitching — he already has an extra blue patch on his derriere covering over the spot where he was sewn closed. He’s made from a pair of crew socks plus a third blue sock for contrast.
YS has learned how to do the stuffing, that sewing takes longer than you think, and hopefully that persistence pays off to complete projects. He has also learned more understanding and respect for the importance of sewing equipment and supplies, which in this household can only be a Good Thing. Also that although the results may not look quite like the book it’s all good.
It’s amazing how these guys have taken on personalities. The book gives them all names and life stories, but ours have lives and minds of their own!
Drop Everything and Read is a program that encourages everyone to commit to doing just that, for 20 minutes. As a homeschooling extended family we are pretty conscientious about reading at least 20 minutes every day. But it’s certainly easier when there’s a good supply of reading material.
Our library has an even better than free book sale. It goes on all weekend about four times a year.
They cunningly have different price points. Saturday you pay to get in and then have the best pick of all the books. Sunday morning you get in for free and buy the books (think it’s a dollar for pocket books and kids’ books and $2 or $3 for hardbacks and trade paperbacks).
Perhaps the best time to go is Sunday afternoon, when you pay $10 to get in but it’s an all you can eat buffet, so no agonizing. Yup, they ACTUALLY let you take ALL THE BOOKS YOU CARE TO READ!!!
We filled a large suitcase in minutes, and then went on to fill all our tote bags too. Eventually the volunteers started passing out boxes and in the last few minutes one of them walked around urging everyone to “Take more than you want! Please!!” At home I counted about 40 books for my shelf, then got tired of counting. See photo for a clue to why.
It was a great experience to go as a family, as the sale was in an arena so there was plenty of space and no anxieties about losing track of the little ones. Also it was heart-warming to see them finding books for themselves and ones they thought other family members would enjoy. There were even board books for the baby!
Victoria boasts one other epic used book sale every May, the famous Times-Colonist Book Sale, with proceeds going to literacy programs. This is considered better than Christmas by all local bibliophiles.
We’re blessed too by a number of street book boxes, so as I read through my pile I either pass to friends or recycle in the book box in our neighborhood. So far I’ve dropped off two books I realized I’d already read, some fiction and a book telling you how to make liquid soap which totally cured me of wanting to ever try doing it! Interestingly, that was picked up by someone else very quickly.
We still go to the library but the kids are more amenable to taking just a few books out at a time so this has cut the stress of looking for misplaced books on the day they’re due back. Or they will put holds on books by the authors they found through grabbing books at the sale.
Our new home has a backyard, greatly appreciated after so long in apartmentland. The enthusiasm may wane when the grass starts to grow and needs to cut, we’ll see.
Only thing is, this is part of the deal …
AT LEAST it’s not facing the house, but it’s firmly settled in the ground and not for us to remove (rental). Young Sprout did NOT like seeing this from the house, let alone playing near it.
First attempt was to place a garbage bag over the top. That lasted a few days and then blew off into the bramble bushes. The middle of the bramble bushes.
This is somewhat of an improvement. From the house, seen in profile it rather looks as if it’s facing a firing squad, and apparently Young Sprout and Pirate Girl have used their rubber dart guns for target practice, although I’m positive they would not have ever seen a firing squad since they don’t watch a lot of movies.
I used some recycled Indonesian cotton that had been used as packing in an international move and is great for surface design, soy wax resist, etc.
Young Sprout (my grandson) is about to start kindergarten and is enrolled in distance education, meaning that my daughter Umm Sprout will be his main instructor with curriculum, supplies and guidance from a teacher. Much is supplied through the program but we need to get a few things together ourselves (nothing like the regular back to school shopping I had to do when my two were in school though).
One thing is to provide the child with what the parents guide calls a Beautiful Junk Box to be stocked with egg cartons, cores from paper towels, boxes, clamshells from salad, etc. to enable the student to get creative and make models and do crafts on her or his own.
I found a good sized extra sturdy box in my storage locker
but it needed some oomph.
contact paper to the rescue!
And it’s already partly stocked with cores, boxes and cheap ribbon, which I just happened to have on hand. I have ideas of other stuff to put in that is already here but should consult with Umm Sprout first. Am also planning to label the box using an 8-1/2 by 11 inch mailing label. Again, I want to consult with my daughter as to what she wants it to say.
Apparently they also need a box for math manipulatives but I just happen to have shoeboxes available which are probably a good size, and enough left over contact paper to do a coordinated cover.
Interestingly I phoned around before setting out to buy the paper and a deservedly famous local hardware store had the big box store prices well beat!
Does this ever happen to you?
It never fails! My major projects, such as the dino quilt, always seem to generate test and practice pieces. And they in turn take on a life of their own.
Yes, I could grab some
ugly hard to use fabrics, make a quick quilt sandwich and grab assorted precut 3-1/2 inch squares (precut by me using Joan Ford’s Scrap Therapy system) and make sure I can apply Prairie Points. But I can’t bring myself to do that.
Out comes a novelty fabric and some pretty chintzes and I’m making a table topper for Young Sprout & Co. They were recently blessed with a child size table and chairs and as soon as it was in their room, they found a receiving blanket to serve as a tablecloth.
Since this is to be an Eid gift, for now I’m just showing the back. Ignore the birds nest of threads. This is still a work in progress as I have to deal with that and sew down the prairie points by hand. Then it will be on to the dino quilt, a much larger project, LOL!
Today’s feels more like an illustration. I used the ruling pen but tried not to get any large blotches where I didn’t want them. This was somewhat inspired by illustrations in a children’s book, Freight Train by Donald Crews published in 1978 by Greenwillow Books, but I will have to look at the illustrations to be more confident about showing more than just the smokestack! When the drawing was finished I realized it could be mistaken for a hat.