Wednesday 15 May 2019

Episode 11: knitting, sewing, gardening, psychic share......


Hello, and thanks for joining me. This was a mixed video, non scripted as usual, so I hope you enjoy  watching a few hours in my day.

Gardening:

I am not a sensible gardener, but a do 'as it comes' one. Two years ago we were going to open a market garden, with a small farm shop and greenhouse to be built by Lester on part of the courtyard. Midway through the preparation of the land I was suddenly taken off to hospital and Lester was offered employment which he couldn't refuse from his previous employer. Things came to a halt, and the courtyard was left with a pocket of waste ground which was surrounded by a ditch, which was not a commercial type of ditch, but one that was deep enough for me not to be able to get across.

This was my project for today.....to start getting the bank of soil back into the ditch so I could use the space to grow things in. I start the video off by kneeling down to be able to talk to camera, but do three starts to the video, two of which were to be edited out later. However, when it came to editing I was unable to change the video in any way, not for any mechanical reasons, but because the Universe sort of put a stop on me doing so, saying that it would take the naturalness of the footage away.

Knitting:

I am still working on the red socks, using the magic loop method of knitting them. I have a little moan about the fact that the Hiya Hiya 2.25 needles and the West Yorkshire Spinners sock wool are not easy to work with, but the fault might lay with me not being used to the smallness of the needles. I usually work on 2.75 circulars, but went smaller because a fellow vlogger mentioned that smaller needles make a smaller stitch, which in turn gives a stronger and warmer fabric. So I shall keep going with knitting this pair of socks. Nearly finished the first.

Crochet:

I had a disaster with my Sandra Paul Victoria shawl. Somewhere in the washing of it two bright orange stains have appeared. Damn and blast and even stronger words were used, but not to worry, I have got a ball of wall left over, so I shall crochet some ditsy flowers to go over the stains, which fortunately are in the centre of the shawl.

Psychic share:

I chatted along about how we take the wind for granted. The wind is the wind, and that's that. We can't see it, the same as we can't see the energies of the Universe. But we can feel the wind,  the same as we can feel the energies of the Universe clairsentiently, if we allow ourselves to do so, or intuitively.

I also chat about being in sync with people, and that sometimes pressures of life throw us out of sync with others around us.

Other chattings:

I did think I might have a Naughty Fairy in the back kitchen of my home because of the way in which the washing up seems to be able to make more of itself. However, on reflection, I come to the conclusion that it is me not liking washing up who is the culprit.

And the little lizard running across the front wall of the house, and the little sparrow doing demolition work on the same wall as it pecks at the lime mortar plaster, and the little bunch of bees taking up residence in the roof of the half barn, just above the doorway.  It is very busy here!

That's it for now, until the next time,

Bye for now,

Vx

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