Monday, February 23, 2015
A question of taste
Which has, in turn, created the most tasteful series of bears I think I've ever made.
You know I'm the Crayola kid, right? No color too bright, no combination too alarming. So what made me look at these remnants -- an ivory damask and a burlap-looking velveteen the color of wet sand -- and go all woozy with the desire to cut them up?
I guess even the Crayola kid needs a dose of tasteful every once in a while.
The remnants stretched to two damask bears and five of the tan velveteen. In the bag there was also a single gold organza square, not sure if it was a sample, a decorative (certainly not useful) napkin, or what, but I cut it into strips and used it as the bows for the tan bears. I love the ragged look of the unhemmed organza with the smooth velvet bears.
I think I've made a slightly demented wedding party here, what do you think?
In other news, it's still cold. Yeah, I know. February, and all that. My pipes froze for the first time in 15 years in this house, which wasn't fun. You don't realize just how much you count on things to work until you go down at 6:00 a.m. to run water for the chicken, turn on the tap and nothing comes out but a puff of air.
It didn't even occur to me that the pipes had frozen; I assumed something had broken out in the street because my neighbor had work done the other day after they broke pipes in their house and actually had water running out between the bricks into the alley. But no. I went to the basement and the water line was so cold my fingers stuck to it.
Rather a slightly higher water bill this month than a very large plumbing bill and a mess to clean up. Yes, indeed.