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These past weeks, I have been…
biking to work in the mornings (at least some of them – I need more reflective bands and vests now that the mornings are so dark). 
basking in the sunshine we’ve been fortunate to have. John and I biked to a park at the end of the city peninsula and sat in the sun eating brownies, drinking tea from a thermos, reading the paper and watching the boats go in and out of port. It’s fall, no doubt about it, but to be able to sit outside still is just wonderful.
– baking again. I bought a bag of small-mill rye flour, and I don’t know why it’s different, but it is. I like everything about it from the design of the bag to the consistency of the flour to how it makes the bread dough feel.
working on a refashioned dress for a customer. It’s a total disassemble-and-reassemble sort of project, and now in the home stretch it’s a thrill to see it totally different and almost done.
– reading Tom Wolfe and his “From Bauhaus to our house”. His narration of American architecture requires previous knowledge on the subject, but his tounge is sharp and his tone entertaining.
treating myself to flowers. I love hydrangeas.

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These past weeks, I have been…
celebrating my birthday among friends whose kindness and presence makes reassures me that they know me well. And they make me happy.
moving into the season where sunrise happens after the workday begins.
knitting wedding-gifts still. Late, but still in time for their winter approaching. These mittens have reminded me how much I like doing colorwork (at least on a small scale like this), and how utterly warm they are when they are done. I need to make myself a pair too!
– reading an Australian book that has just been beautiful. “After the fire, a still small voice” by Evie Wyld has a poetic language and imagery that surprised and enticed me, and I’m sure it’s not just because the nature and culture and colors and smells of Australia are utterly unfamiliar to me. It was beautiful. I’m still carrying it with me inside, and I was so sad to get to the end of the book, though there wasn’t any solution or climax I was waiting for either. Just wonderful.
reupholstering my stupid chair. It’s only stupid this week because it feels like one step forward and two back. My decision to strip and redo the woodwork is awarding me with lots of extra work. But it’s quite a learning process, and that’s kind of the point of taking classes.
growing peppers. I hope they mature to edibility. I fear we might have overwatered the poor thing while we were in Ireland (we set up a sort of automatic watering system with a rag in a bowl of water leading to the pot, but it seemed like it worked a little too well!), but it’s hanging on.
feeling creative. Both commissioned dresses, fixing small projects of my own (underwear! Adding a buttonhole finally! Project Life album making!), and going to the art festival happening this month in Bergen is helping my creative senses feeling engaged. I like that.

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 These past few weeks, I have been…
knitting. Knitting and working, and knitting at work, as you can see from the keyboard in the pictures. It’s still the seamless hybrid from last week and vacations past, but look look! Getting close.
– reading summer literature in the sunshine on the rocky coats, on buses and trains and planes as I took myself on a short summer vacation to the south of Norway. I’ve made an effort to read more fiction this year, and so far succeeding. This weeks book was “Vidunderbarn” by the Norwegian author Roy Jacobsen (enjoyed it – I like his train-of-thought-conversationalist style. It is part a time piece on Oslo in the 60s, and part a coming-of-age story). Some other books I haven’t made a note of having read is “Just Kids” by Patti Smith (interesting and such a foreign time, place, and environment), and “Det fine som flyter forbi” by Ida Løkås (it’s a quiet story, and at times heartbreaking, but I didn’t totally love it. I thought it was a little on the juvenile side some times, and it can be artificial to be writing outside of an environment you know. Could this have been set in Norway instead of London? It’s a little jarring to have archetypical British names and places and train stops in the middle of well-written Norwegian language, in which it was written and published – so it’s not a translated book).
rearranging the apartment, including completely emptying the bookshelves to move them around, and then being a little more selective about what got to go back. It feels more open in the apartment now, but not everything is quite sorted out – I have an armchair just hanging out, waiting for me to start a reupholstery class (!) in a months time, but right now it’s just a clothes receptible.
eating halloumi-cheese for the first time. In my little vacation there was grilling outside every day, and halloumi was my main thing. So yummy!
relaxing like nothing else, while getting sunburned and being on more boats than ever before in my life. The islands down there are so gorgeous, with rugged rocks, little white wooden houses, car-free islands with walking paths, and flowers, flowers, and boats, everywhere. Taking the boat to the island grocery store to buy ice-cream!

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Whoa, it’s been a while!

These past few weeks, I have been…
hibernating. It turns out me being sick so frequently over the last months is probably due to some minor health issues wreaking havoc with my immune system. Nothing serious, but a real dent in my energy levels has taken its toll on sewing and knitting output.
– reading a thick novel called “The Invisible Mountain”, and enjoying it very much.
serging along with my new serger! My first project, which you may recognize as the Amerson undies, was a bit of a bust (seriously, trash-can next). The color/fabric combination I chose might not be the best, but this just looks like a puffy boxing costume on me. I may have gotten a little excited and rushed through, so I’ll try one more time with presicion. I’m have a feeling this might not be a flattering style on me though, unfortunately.
noticing colors, from increadible sunset to black & mint nails after a pirate party, and chalk-decorated stairs.
planning a dress to wear to a wedding in Ireland this fall. For years I’ve wanted to copy this evening dress from the 30s from one of Janet Arnold’s very thorough Patterns of Fashion-books. Now seems to be the time! I did a quick drape to start, and I’m looking forward to getting started on this!

a new addition to my bernina collection

imageLook who I brought with me home last night! I was happy that my friend thought of me when she was upgrading her overlocker, so now I have taken over this beauty! I’ve been increasingly seeing a gap in what I want to do and what I can do on my sewing machine. Knits for example – my trusty Earl doesn’t actually have an elastic stitch, so sewing with knits has been a little difficult.

I think my next project will be the Totara dress, a summery dress of my own design that I’m working on publishing. Let’s call this beta pattern testing, so I’m sure there will be a couple of these dresses coming up, which will be quick makes with this serger all lined up!

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After a spring best characterized as an extended winter, summer has all of a sudden appeared. I’m under no illusions that it will last, so with a glorious 4-day weekend (Constitution day fell on a Friday, followed by Pentecost weekend, with Monday being a public holiday), we’ve dropped everything and are spending as much time outside on our patio as possible.

These past few weeks, I have been…
looking for the details while trying to find refuge from a day-to-day lacking routine.
eating fresh bread for “kveldsmat” and wrapping cheese in cloth instead of plastic. So far, some hardened edges, but way better than mold.
wearing sandals and sporting bare legs, oh my!
collecting little moments of summer preparations, a marching band in front of the university museum, colors, and random tableaus.
bouncing from sewing project to sewing project, and not really feeling too inspired by any of them. It will come back. In the meanwhile, mending, patching, and little fixes.

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Wow, what a couple of weeks it’s been. Very random, all over the place, and filled with moments. I worked a lot on the costumes I shared in my last post, and John has been (and still is) working on big projects at his job. Between the two of us, we’ve been exhausted, sick, and both. It feels like we haven’t had much “normal” time together, of doing household chores and making and eating dinner together like we normally do (um, to be fair – the eating is what we do together. John deserves all the credit for his default-chef status). In place of that, there has been work-night concerts (my awesome bassist friend was in town performing!), lego-playing, costume-modelling, and screw-this-I’ll-meet-you-for-sushi-or-popcorn-for-dinner-in-town. We’ve had the options of letting the apartment and the laundry and the dishes be left un-done, and just do something together instead, and I’m really glad that’s what we choose.