It is a lovely April morning. (Does anyone remember the book entitled April Morning?  It was a fictional account of a colonial battle in New England.  Such a wonderful book.) 
Seems as though it is going to rain today. The air is soft and still. It has a damp quality to it. The wisteria has blooms on it already.  There are two different kinds about my little place.  I think the one on the porch is "Chinese" and I do not remember the type of the other one!  They have different looks to their leaves, their blossoms and their scent.  Can anyone tell me which is which?

daffodil cake

felted this cloth ,then cut and sewed it into a jacket. It reminded me of a cake an old friend used to make.. it was an angel food type of cake called a "Daffodil Cake"

The fabric was made of marino prefelt 19 micron, silk hankies, bombyx silk threads and merino roving. I cut the pattern so that the edges of the fabric would be featured. Living Felt approved!

The New Year

Happiest of New Years! The holiday season went by so quickly. Can it be that I was too busy to blog? Yes, although I was not too busy to felt. Made some felted scarves using a new technique, new materials and new ideas. Boy! It did consume time! If it were not for my girls, I would not have even put up a tree! That is a horrid idea, and I am glad they put it up on the 23 of December, but by that time, all my energy had gone. We had a lovely holiday, complete with a harp concert, traveling to see my sister and her family and Christmas Eve Mass with my dear old mother. Now, the girls are back in their worlds of Manhattan and Syracuse, and I am once again enjoying the winter solitude. There are plans in the works for yellow. Hope all this finds you well and enjoying your world.

Hallowe'en! One of my favorite times of year. I love the colors, the early darkness, spook-a-lanterns and ghosties.I can remember going house to house for treats, and having to stop at home to drop off my pillowcase to get another one, as the first was too heavy! My dad always made popcorn, (this was pre-micro days..1960) and the kids wold always want to hit Luttrell's early, as to not miss that treat. The rectory would always give out chocolate, and one old couple Mr. and Mrs. Hess would always give out an apple and two spiced wafers. No need to check for razors or pins in those sub-urb Philadelphia days.... we knew everyone in that big Catholic parish!

Peace Felt

my finished basket....Can't wait til next year! But until then, Christmas is coming and I have a few projects that need to be done! There is always something brewing when you are a felter!

The rains have come through, and it looks as though a dramatically hysterical actress has cycloned her way through the countryside, leaving in her wake all the debris of a rant! Leaves ripped from their perch lie as discarded hankies. Flower beds are flattened in the areas where she stomped her feet. Twigs and small branches are strewn all over as she threw things in her tantrum. She is both, Beauty and the Beast!

black ball

after the ball is wrapped with the wool roving, it all gets covered by this netting. It was a bit of a pain to put on, but after everything got placed and adjusted, the actual felting process began. Using soap and boiling hot water, you gently spritz the ball and begin. You rub and roll the ball against a ribbed surface. I use a woven bamboo mat. This step takes quite a lot of arm work and back muscle!