I'm going to Edinburgh in a week. Just four days, quick visit, but I'm very excited about the trip. Have never been to Scotland.
Inspired by the trip and the previous little knitting bags I remembered that I had this fabric in the fabric stash, not much but just enough for a little dress...
So I have been sewing. It has been a couple of years since I have done any serious sewing for myself and I did quite many mistakes there along the way. I used to sew a lot for the children when they were small (enough not to refuse mom-made dresses) and for myself as well. I enjoyed getting out the patterns and threads and marking pens and rulers and sharp scissors and all kinds of little things designed to help the process and I have even done some fabric shopping... I had not realized how many beautiful fabrics there are out there! And I went to the library to get books about haute couture garments. Because that is where my passion is when sewing. I try to apply couture techniques where I know them. Hand picked zippers with waxed threads. Mitered corners. Handworked buttonholes. I'm still learning but these techniques are fascinating. Just fascinating.
So, I might need to sew something else as well. I would like to build whole outfits, where I'd make some parts out of yarn and some out of fabric. But that is but a dream... Still I dream of a dress with a matching shawl or a skirt with a matching cardigan...
Thank you for the comments again! Some answers to the questions in the comments:
The socks were my own and the heel was an experiment to hide the gusset decreases into the pattern. (The model in the pictures was my daughter Nadja.)
Mr Cat is called Kille, very, very typical tomcat's name in Finland. There are loons as well in Finland. Am sure Mr Kille knows excatly where here. And how many.
While the temperature during the night has been quite low it has not dropped down to zero again and the days have been very nice and warm, which means 20 degrees C and even a bit higher. Comfortable.
Cloudberry is very shy and wild berry. It hides in faraway places deep in the dark forests and wet marshlands. It is expensive when bought (this year about 12 euros per kilo) because it is so difficult to find. It is valued highly by the bears as well and if not meeting the king of the forests himself many pickers find his tracks. The best berry sites are well kept secrets. When I eat cloudberries I can taste the forests and the heat of the summer. I associate the berry with the wild things there are out in the nature.
The children will be going back to school in a couple of weeks. Which means getting back to routines and hopefully then I can find more time to think and knit (and sew) and blog as well. And my first born will come home next week. Finally. I'm counting hours now.