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Happy Easter . . .

My traditional Spring/Easter bunny candle, never lit & forever young!

… or Passover, Ramadan, Spring, or whatever you may be celebrating!

It’s been busy ’round here, but not blog-busy. The computer is somewhat stable, and I solved one tablet problem with a new power cord, but I still can’t get into IG.

I finally located their “help/service/whatever-they-call-it” desk. The statement above the box where you type in your problem’s details says they will not answer your submission.

Somehow, that didn’t give me much encouragement. Nevertheless, I typed in the exact wording of the error message that keeps coming up when I try to log in. 🤞🤞

(Side note to Helga & Nic, if you read blogs – I’ll still be sewing up my skirt on Monday, but wish I could be reading everyone’s comments.)

Meanwhile . . . . . . .

Have been re-evaluating these 2 tops. The striped shirt was purchased from a Virginia charity shop because I loved the colours and cotton quality (designer is French – Façonnable). If memory serves, I found the cami in Chicago at TJ Maxx.

Yes, I know the cami’s stretchy centre-front lace bags in the photo, but after a wash & dry it’s fine. (I hauled it outta the laundry when I got the idea to try them together.) Do they look okay? I can’t decide. What do you think??

I’m nervous about cutting off more of the shirt’s sleeve length, so I can wear it in warmer weather. Currently it hangs in the closet in “winter” which is too cold & damp for it without something underneath.

The cotton of the shirt is superb – hence my reluctance to cut into it too much. The shoulders are wide (it’s a size L) so I’d altered them with some bulky pleats. (Didn’t wanna cut that cotton!) Then spent a recent afternoon carefully ripping out the pleats. Lol! Now it looks like dropped shoulder with sleeves.

Stand measures a fraction over 1″ (please excuse bad lighting).

I really want to remove the collar because it’s too hot for summer. Would it be really weird if I left the 1″ collar stand?

In the photo on the left, I folded the top collar underneath. What do you think??

Will keep thinking about changes to make this a more wearable shirt, but your suggestions would be much appreciated, Dear Readers!

Meanwhile, hope everyone’s computers/laptops/tablets/phones never become too old to update easily, and the Easter Bunny, or whatever, bring you delectable treats!

🐣 🐇 🐣 🐇 🐣 🐇

edible?

Thought I’d liven up this Monday with a quick question. Hope nobody minds (or is squeamish). I did have it for lunch today and it was tastier than I’d anticipated.

How many ingredients can you name? (I’ve put the list of ingredients down at the bottom.)

After lunch I had the radio on low enough so I don’t hear the announcer. Suddenly something came on that sent me back to university days.

At first I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I listen to a classical station and this was choral, which they never do unless it’s from an opera or oratorio.

I quickly grabbed my headphones to plug in so I could turn up the volume, then sang along quietly. (These apartments are not sound-proofed.)

After singing the piece in the uni’s choir, I taught it at the high school my first year out of college. I also chose it for the school’s graduation ceremony.

Given all that’s going on in the world these days, I found it surprisingly appropriate and quite moving.

Maybe some of you know the poem, by Robert Frost. I’ll copy it out below for those who prefer to read their poetry. But if you’d like to hear Garrison Keillor reading it, plus his introduction, click the title’s link to go to him.

(Note: He was reading this in 2017, and goes on with other items as normal for this particular radio program.)

Choose Something Like a Star – by Robert Frost

O Star (the fairest one in sight),
We grant your loftiness the right
To some obscurity of cloud—
It will not do to say of night,
Since dark is what brings out your light.
Some mystery becomes the proud.
But to be wholly taciturn
In your reserve is not allowed.
Say something to us we can learn
By heart and when alone repeat.
Say something! And it says, ‘I burn.’
But say with what degree of heat.
Talk Fahrenheit, talk Centigrade.
Use language we can comprehend.
Tell us what elements you blend.
It gives us strangely little aid,
But does tell something in the end.
And steadfast as Keats’ Eremite,
Not even stooping from its sphere,
It asks a little of us here.
It asks of us a certain height,
So when at times the mob is swayed
To carry praise or blame too far,
We may choose something like a star
To stay our minds on and be staid.

For those who’d like to hear the choral piece, written by American composer Randall Thompson, here’s a recording via YouTube.

Performed by the New York Choral Society with the Manhattan Chamber Orchestra, conducted by Richard Auldon Clark, from the album “The Testament Of Freedom/Frostiana” on Koch International.

If you’re still with me you deserve a big piece of your favourite cake! And here’s what went into my bowl of leftovers ~ potato, sausage, diced apples, a tiny bit of chicken breast, carrots, mushrooms, and a sprinkling of sunflower seeds. Plus the chicken broth.

And looots of garlic! 😆

Happy Valentine’s Day!

Hope everyone has something special planned for the day, and has a lovely time, no matter the weather!

The pillow was finished a fortnight ago, cobbled together from leftover strips of 2 cotton panels, plus an addition.

The pillow size I’d wanted to make needed more yardage than just the 2 beige strips. I remembered some red cotton I’d bought, and snitched a few inches off an end. Stuffed with leftovers from an already partly remade pillow, it’s turned out beautifully!

Middle fabric used to be a dress.

Almost complete are some face masks made from a new-to-me pattern I’d seen on Marcy Harriell’s YouTube channel. She used double-sided fabric so I had to pay attention to which side went where in mine. (In a later video she clears up any confusion.)

Also completed was the bottom section of a dress I hadn’t worn the past couple of summers. It’s now a simple elasticated-waist skirt, being laundered so no photo. But if you look carefully at the masks, you’ll see the green tropical print face mask I cut from the leftover dress bodice. Waste not–want not! 😉

Lest you think I’ve forgotten a Valentine’s card for you, I’ve a treat instead.

Follow this link over to the New York Public Library’s online digital collection of vintage Valentine’s Day cards and scroll down til you see the small blue “View as book” link in the center of the page. Click there and the collection will enlarge and you can scroll through the collection.

❤️ I couldn’t decide which one’s my favourite, so I’ve sent them all! ❤️

Tell me which one – or ones – you like❣️

Happy Valentine’s Day❣️