This post is for you lovely peeps who’d like to know how to turn a wordy-type file into something you could put into a WordPress blog post for readers to download at home. Like maybe a recipe . . . 😉
Mind you obey your country’s copyright laws!
Always preview your post to be certain it looks the way you want it to look. Sometimes it might be better to use the PDF version, depending on the reason you’re including it. (Been there, done that. 🙄)
I can speak only as an Apple ios user, but will give what I hope are generic clues for all the MS bloggers, too. 😉
All best wishes to both! del
******************** Going from document to Photo format:
The easiest thing to do is type up your recipe (or whatever), print it out, and take a photo of it. Photo-to-WP you already know!
Apple’s word processing program, Pages, has the option File/Export to/ and PDF is the first on the list.
(MS Word should have the same option, also under File. Ages ago it used to be File/Save as/. PDF was one of the choices. Just hunt it down.)
Getting from PDF to JPEG/JPG:
Using Apple’s PDF program Preview, open the PDF file you want to convert to JPEG.
Then go to File/Export as…/
And you get a popup window.
In that window, rename the file if you want, decide where you want the file to reside, then choose the Format. JPEG, PNG, and TIFF are some of the choices. You’re done!
(MS Word may still have a similar process, using their current standard PDF reader program.)
In January I had a bit of a breakthrough with two crochet projects: a scarf and that turquoise throw.
Anybody remember that red scarf from last year? I had sort of a plan in mind, and kept thinking what was coming off my hook was too wide. Stubbornly Nevertheless, I went with the 10″ concept and finished it.
Unexpectedly, a very different use came to mind, so out it came last month, and I searched for an end to frog. That accomplished, I re-crocheted the whole ball, leaving some for fringe. Gotta have a fringe, even if the scarf’s now over 2 yards long (by 5″ wide – width does make a difference 😆).
Now that’s done, I can concentrate on finishing the turquoise blanket/throw/whatever. I realised why I was so hung up about getting the pieces sewn together: I didn’t have the proper-sized crewel needle.
Trying to thread a super chunky yarn through a “normal” crewel needle is not fun. I had a dim memory of using a larger-eyed needle in the past, but ignored it because it wasn’t in my packet of needles. The project languished.
Finally, whilst rummaging for something else, I discovered I wasn’t mis-remembering, because I had the right needle in a second packet of crewel needles I’d forgotten. And there was my remembered needle. Yippee ! !
Another niggly thought I’d had was that the pattern I’d used was too lacy and wouldn’t provide any warmth, so I should frog everything and start over.
Finally I told myself to test it, so I put one of the rectangles over my legs. Did it make me warmer, or not? It did, so that took care of that froggy-recrochet niggle.
Talk about phantom doubts throwing spanners into the wheels of progress completion. Geesh. 🙄
I did manage to cut out some leggings from a piece of bright yellow cotton knit, but haven’t sewn them up yet. Other things keep coming up – like a microwave that’s suddenly turning its’ fan on, but not off. So inconsiderate.
Unfixed after the first visit, I await a second. I’m not looking forward to another disinfecting of kitchen area – an unpleasant task these days – and sincerely hope this time it gets fixed.
Amongst the angst my weekly loaf started shrinking in size. I finally called the good folk at King Arthur to ask what might be the cause.
(I’d been buying a cheaper white flour from a store-that-shall-be-nameless. Curiously, I remembered my current package had gone into its’ container with a thud rather than a soft swish.)
That evidently brought the difficulty into focus for the expert on the other end of the line. She told me the season in which the grain is harvested can make a big difference in the flour. Mine probably didn’t have enough moisture content, and I should experiment by adding a tablespoon or so more water per loaf.
That same week I noticed a different store had a new-to-me King Arthur brand of white bread flour, and it was on a 2-fer sale — be still my heart! Shamelessly, I stocked up. Out went the suspect flour, in went the K.A. white bread flour, and my loaves have been huge ever since. Expect some good tea sandwiches for February’s Virtual Tea Party. 😉
Here’s a recent interview I found particularly interesting because she explains why she and Rob are living in his hometown (Arkansas) instead of their home base in NYC’s theatre world.
While we’re on YT … I must thank whoever it was that mentioned Kate of The Last Homely House. She’s a crafting retiree living in Northumberland, and a real treasure. I’ve “passed her on” to friends & relatives, who agree.
My long-absent sewjo snuck in just long enough for me to take advantage of a few pre-holiday sales for fleece, patterns, and a couple other additions to The Collection (aka, my stash).
3 of 4, washed (brown’s drying). The top navy (& brown) are for pants, gold & green (below gold) are for tops.
One major reason nothing has been touched involves my printer.
Think PDF pattern printing. A 3D face mask pattern, to be precise. I’d decided to gift myself a couple more and found a seasonal scrap. Couldn’t find the pattern I’d used, so printed off another – only a page! Fussy cut two masks plus linings and had one sewn up, the other 3/4’s sewn. Then I tried it on.
It was toooo small. 🙀 🙈 😫 Comparing it to one that fit I saw it was ¾ of what it should have been. Wrong size, I thought. But after checking I discovered it was the right size. 🤨
Sitting in front of the computer, wondering what had gone wrong and about to hit the Print key I looked at the screen. Normally I see options for printing, but (algorithm?) gremlins had changed it to a generic Print-without-options screen. I changed it back.
Then I could see the scale had been auto-set for 96% instead of 100%. The light dawned. A quick look at that what shoulda been a 2″square on the pattern and that was the problem. Mystery solved and 2 non-seasonal masks made.
That reminds me of another “discovery,” but I’ll save that for another day. . . he-hee!
This newer book’s title is something I’ve promoted forever, so there are searches going on . . . expect further comments anon.
Getting back to that inner critic — those are the bits I chose to write about in my older blog.
[Older blog?, I hear you ask. Let me explain . . .
Before I started writing about sewing, I blogged about classical singing, because I’ve spent my life studying, teaching, and coaching classically-trained singers and musicians.
When I switched to sewing I decided to keep some of those earlier blog posts, and that’s how Del’s Other Stuff was created. Later, I also used it for the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge, which eventually ended, may it R.I.P. 😿]
Please understand — the posts I’ve listed below were written from a classically-trained musician’s point of view; however, I think you can easily replace music with your own area of creativity.
Going back to Cathy’s query, ‘how do you deal with all the nagging negativity?’
You turn each statement around and replace it with its’ opposite, the positive. Do that firmly. Repeatedly. LOUDLY!
Stomp around and yell if you have to! Just be sure you’re being positive. That’s the only way the other leaves: It’s forced out and replaced with the truth.
Which might explain why a brisk walk can sometimes be a good thing. 😉
In no particular order, below are some of my older posts on Cameron’s The Artist’s Way. I hope you find them useful.
Welcome! It’s good to see you! Hope you all have been keeping well and are ready for a gentle entry to your weekend.
If tea seems a bit sparse this month, flour is getting worrisome yet again, so I’ve included an unusual ingredient, and we don’t usually feature a cookie.
The South is teetering on the brink of summer heat & humidity today, but don’t worry! The air con is working, so we can talk up a storm in comfort.
What’s happening in your world? What “stage” are you currently in? How’s that being interpreted? As usual, feel free to bring your latest completed or in-progress project to show off, or work on whilst having a sit down and a bite to eat.
A special request: Only honest opinions on the cookie, please!
Personally, I’m of two minds. Corn meal isn’t a particular favourite, but when I tried a sample of today’s cookie with tea, without thinking I dunked it. Then another. They didn’t disintegrate, and kept the distinctive corn meal crunch. So dunkers, please give it a go and let me know your verdict!
I should report I didn’t have any cane sugar, so used dark brown sugar instead, and not the full amount the recipe calls for. Corn is naturally sweet, and American recipes in general tend to have more sugar than necessary, imho, so you can go scant on that if you liked these.
(That reminds me – This corn meal’s use-by date is next month, which begs two questions: 1. Are people not buying it so it sits on the shelves; and 2., Has it gone a bit stale as a result? Am not a connoisseur, so haven’t a clue, but am keeping the remainder in the fridge just in case. )
My recipe, used in the dim & distant past, is from an old issue of Sunset magazine, a California publication. I’ve a caveat for the link: Sunset asks you to allow all their adverts & still inserts some if you decline. BTW, the recipe is exactly the same as the one in my photo . . . 😉
Whoops! “Times winged what’s it” to quote the murderess in Christie’s Hallowe’en Party. Better get out the china, put on me tea frock & a bit of flash & glam. Early birds get to help set table and taste test!
Billed as “defiant art,” it was a fascinating journey from history into current art. What was very revealing came at the end… and spoiler alert… I’m going to leave you hanging.
The artist asks the interviewer:
“Do you cook?” she asked me.
“No,” I said.
“Do you garden?”
“Do you sew?”
“No.” I blushed, unsure how to justify myself and suddenly reconsidering my life choices.
“Well, you see,” Hicks said, . . . . .”
Leaving it there to point out she included sewing.
Speaking of which, ahem, about those buttons in the top photo. They’ve just been reclaimed from a never-worn blouse which I found whilst going through packed away wardrobe. Now that winter weather is definitely here… at least this week and last… I’ve just about completed that phase of my dream wardrobe makeover.
And since it’s also Macro Monday, here’s one more piccie. Enjoy!
I remember learning to sew in the dim, far distant past. In those Dark Ages one did not vary from the pattern. It Was Not Done.
As independent pattern designers began trickling onto the scene, there was one who included a permission slip inside each pattern, giving the sewer permission to make changes. Fast forward to now, with everyone hacking up patterns right and left.
But a concept can linger on in dark corners . . . Follow me into last weekend.
I was on a search amongst my two rather large and thoroughly tangled boxes of fasteners, zips, embroidery threads, ribbons, laces, felt squares, and other crafty bits & bobs.
Having a 13-disc mystery to listen to whilst sorting made it much more enjoyable. . . 😉
Remember my linen top mending project? I have a hazy idea for a solution, and that was the impetus for the sort out.
Then I discovered the above little kit, picked up several years ago even though I didn’t like the colours or the method – punch needle. (Lime green??? 😱)
But what have I been learning from blogging friends’ embroidery posts? You’re allowed to make changes. So-o-o . . .
I’ve been giving myself permission to do just that, and left lime green & turquoise on a lime background, for a russet butterfly on mossy green background using satin stitch. And maybe a touch of blue somewhere.
What do you think? Have I gone too far? I’m not trying to copy nature, it’s just what I was drawn to.
If creativity is about freeing one’s soul and spirit, it’s interesting to realise there are still plenty of boundaries to overcome.