….begin again! I don’t know the origins of the nursery rhyme ‘There was an old man named Michael Finnegan’ but since this post has absolutely nothing to do with that temporarily hirsute gentleman, it really doesn’t matter. It’s simply that the rhyme popped into my head as I was thinking that it was time to ‘begin again’ with my blog.
I can’t believe it is almost a year since I last put finger to keypad! It’s not as if I have had nothing to say (excuse double negative there). With my eldest son getting married a few months ago there has been plenty of material but somehow I haven’t felt a need to share it.
However, having just completed her Masters, my rather stunning and very talented niece has just joined the blogging community and she has inspired me to ….wait for it….begin again – are you humming the tune yet? So that’s it folks, no words of wisdom, no stunning revelations, just a few words to announce my reentry to to the blogosphere. Pop over to studiumliterarum and give her a few words of encouragement…maybe even a follow…whilst I get my act in gear for some stupendous insights into life, the universe and knitting (or not more likely ;-).
Have just come in from picking blackberries in our garden – seems to be a bumper crop this year. It is wonderful to be able to enjoy this free bounty – even if it does mean that autumn isn’t far away.
I’m sure that many of you will also be indulging in this pastime over the next few weeks so I thought it would be worth reminding you of ….
The golden rules of Blackberrying
- If you want to find the lushest and easiest to pick crops, make sure that you have absolutely nothing with you in which to put them when you’ve picked them. If you go out armed with boxes you are guaranteed to pick less than a dozen.
- No matter how many fat juicy ones are within easy reach, make sure that you reach into the densest group of prickly, scratchy branches and stinging nettles in order to pick one more.
- Always ensure that the youngest member of your party is placed in the closest proximity to any stinging nettles.
- Do try to wear shorts and sleeveless tops so that the brambles have the maximum amount of flesh to attack.
I may have missed a few, but I think most of the essentials are there 😉
However, stick them in a pie or crumble with a dollop of ice cream or custard and the pain is all worthwhile – happy picking!
Always knew we knitters were a stoic bunch!!
Since I’m blogging about something I’ve made, the title may sound a bit self important but the ‘wow’ refers to how amazed I am at what I’ve achieved rather than how wonderful it is…and besides I quite liked the way it scanned!
This is another example of how random occurrences coalesce into a project. My son tells me his girlfriend likes owls (fact 1 stored away)…weeks later someone blogs about a craft magazine which has a picture of cable owl pattern mitts on its cover (fact 2 stored away)….weeks later my son tells me his girlfriend would like some fingerless mitts for Christmas…bingo!
Of course its so long since I saw the magazine blog I can’t find it again but undaunted I simply made it up….sizing from one pattern, cable rib from another, owl pattern adapted from one I found on the internet. I don’t normally wing it – I prefer to have a real pattern to follow but I’m really pleased with the results and its definitely given me the confidence to have another go at making it up as I go along.
Probably you are all fantastic crafters who never bother with patterns but for any other humble beings like me out there who are nervous of winging it, all I can say is, like my little owls, spread your wings and fly!!
PS: Thanks to Jane my lovely hand model and work colleague who modelled these for the photo.