Monday, 17 April 2017

Unicorn Poop Arm Mitts

Do you remember how I was working on another mandala pattern?
 

And do you remember how I was working on a very bright blanket?
 
 
I kind of got distracted.
 
I have an old pair of mitts which I made many years ago. They were inspired by a pair made by Lucy from Attic 24.  You can check hers out here. Mine were made just like hers.
 
They have now seen better days. I wore them often during the colder autumn & winter months and I think may be close to retirement.
 
I decided to make a new pair.  And I went a little bit overboard!
 
 
They are kind of like a Sampler Blanket for my arms.
 
I haven't written a pattern for them, as I didn't write it down as I went along. I am going to make another pair and do a tutorial for them. These are kind of rough. I won't show you the back seam!
 
I started making them as a rectangular piece. I wasn't sure if I wanted the rows going up and down my arms, or round and round.
 
Once it was about 10 or 15cm long, I tried it on this way and that and decided round and round looked best!
 
So I sewed up the seams and continued crocheting it in rounds.
 
 
Then I found while on a recent weekend away to Phillip Island, I found a cute little LYS (local yarn shop) which had one ball of silver, and one ball of gold yarn. I snatched them both up!
 
I often look out for these colours at our big local shop, but they only stock them at Christmas.
 
 
It made a relatively ok arm mitt look fabulous!
 
 
I would crochet a few rounds, then try it on.
 
Yesterday they were finished!
 

 
 
 
 
There's a mixture of picots, granny stripes,
 

 
moss stitching, single crochet,
 

 
rows of chains, fans,
 


star stitch rows, drop double crochet, and sometimes just half double crochet stitches.


 What do you think?



 They do kind of look like gauntlets. Maybe that's a better name than 'arm mitts'?


Not only did I finish these yesterday, but last night I also finished my super bright blanket. It's currently blocking outside, pinned to a large camping mat.

I'll be honest with you. I'm not sure how I feel about it. We hated each other for about a month. Much frogging happened. Stay tuned for that blog post soon!
 
xox


Louise


The Red Haired Amazona



Tuesday, 4 April 2017

A Day at the Melbourne International Flower & Garden Show


Hello!!
The Mothership, the Fatherdom, Sista Amazona and I visited the Melbourne International Flower and Garden Show at the Melbourne Exhibition Hall.

I'm not sure why it can claim the word 'international'.  Perhaps it was because there was one food truck selling italian food and another food truck selling Kathmandu Street food.


There were lovely floral displays and competitions inside Exhibition Hall.


You know whenever I visit these places I take a million photos.
This post has about half a million. But there was so many beautiful things to see!


Sista Amazona joined a workshop where she learnt how to make a little planter box.

Very workshop. Much drill.

Ladies teetered around on stilts.


There were loads of different floral displays.

Don't you just hate frizzy hair days?

It's official. There are no more orchids left in Melbourne.


The last time I went was 4 years ago. Back then there were striking displays of Gloriosa Lilies. I was so happy to see them again!

I think we can all agree: Gloriosas are GLORIOUS!!

One of the competing displays called 'Pink Rain' was by Alice of Love Alice & Co. I had a quick chat with Alice. Each carnation was dedicated to all women, men and families touched by breast cancer. Alice was handing out a little flyer which explained how her mum and later her aunties were diagnosed with breast cancer. For this floral installation, she reached out to people on the streets of Melbourne to write messages of love and support to people they may know who are affected by cancer, which she made into little paper cranes. These are all hanging in with the pink carnations. I wanted to vote for her display, but the voting people told me voting opened the following day :( I voted for you in my heart Alice!



Delbard roses. Be still my beating heart!!


After doing a complete upstairs and downstairs circuit of Exhibition Hall, we went outside and decided it was time for food.

Remember that Kathmandu Street food cart? I had some. Goat Curry. So.bloody.good.

And I fondly remembered all our little Mohair Goats that we used to have on the farm when I was growing up. I particularly remembered a large cantankerous goat girl called Flossy.

Flossy once head butted me in the head. Because I was so offensive as to lie down in HER paddock. I really enjoyed the goat curry thinking about that cranky old nannie.

So.bloody.good. And btw the Ballarat begonia festival flyer is in the background because I saved one to give the Mothership in case she decides to visit in future years.

An Owl House. We don't really keep owls in Kangarooland. Perhaps some Ringtail Possums or Drop Bears might take up residence.

I can tell you from personal experience, that if you drive round a corner too fast in one of these, it tips up and takes the corner on 2 wheels.


Now here's a weird photo. Can you see what's strange about this picture below?


It's autumn and there are tulips and hyacinths. Do you realize how weird it is to smell Spring in Autumn?!?!

Then we looked at the garden design displays.


This was one of my favourites.  See that white frame? Inside the back top strut was some sort of water pipe thingo so water sprinkled down in a light curtain.






I think this one below was the Big Honcho Award Winner.


I was in the middle of taking this photo when someone walked in front. At first I was all like, "Hey lady! Will you just get out of my friggin way and look where you're going?"

Then I realized I had done exactly the same thing to some other person behind me! So sorry!



"In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat; it was a hobbit- hole, and that means comfort."



In the gardens near a lake, I found this plaque.


I looked up.  I'm not sure which tree the Dalai Lama planted, but it's nice that he did.


I was extremely tempted to buy some of these flowers and potted plants.






And finally I headed home after a quick selfie with the Mothership.


Thanks for visiting!
xox
Louise
The Red Haired Amazona