September. The season is on the swing, towards autumn here in the UK, but towards spring if you’re in the southern hemisphere. There’s a hint of chill early in the day, regardless of whether or not the later hours become warm.
It’s hip to be rose
The logs are stacked beside the fireplace and the kindling bucket is full. It’s so tantalisingly nearly time to light a fire. There are blackberries to be gathered from the hedgerows for crumble-making:-
As the temperature falls, it’s spider season, and those of us with an – ahem – aversion to the hairy little critters must go to extreme measures to survive the month. Fortunately my father-in-law, the Gregarious Grandfather, is visiting, so I can use his fancy camera device that’s for studying the inside of engines to examine my wellies for interlopers.
Photo is rubbish due to the trauma of discovering an ACTUAL MEGA-SPIDER in my boot!
I assumed I’d be writing some dull caption like ‘All seems OK here’ to that photo, but…. then we saw the actual live freakin’ wriggly mega-spider on the screen! Let’s just gloss over what ensued, and instead talk about crochet. Yes?
Right, crochet. Well now that the twinnage are a’school, I have a wee smidgeon of time in which to write up the pattern for the crochet house bag. And… it’s very nearly done, but the charts will take a wee while longer to conjure. But it’s coming, and it’ll be free of charge forever.
Meanwhile, I’ve been starting to add flowers, shrubs and vegetables to the house-related, nearly-finished, mega-project. The one I’ve been drip-feeding you with glimpses of for months. I’m sorry, I don’t do quick, simple projects. This is the nature of the beast.
It’s been two steps forward, one step back, as some attempts at vegetation just don’t work. For example, this attempt at a bush does rather resemble a slime mould:-
But the biggest triumph of the day has been the cauliflowers in the vegetable patch. Because I was inspired by the veg patch in the Jan Messent book I found in a second-hand shop:-
I had an urge to make a row of cauliflowers. As you do.
Fortunately, we happened to be visiting my parents, the Twisted Seniors (newly re-located from Herefordshire to Oxfordshire) today. And they had a cauliflower in the fridge so I could compare shades of yarn and scratch my chin thoughtfully.
…And in the end decide to just go for it. I wanted to catch the lumpy-bumpy nature of an ordinary cauli (much as Mother Twisted wanted me to perfectly represent one of those fractal-like fancy Romanesco specimens). So I chained in cream-coloured yarn for a while, then wrapped the chain into a ball whilst sewing it in place. The green outer leaves were made by making a 4-chain loop around the cauliflower stem, from which I made 5-chain loops that became leaves which I sewed tight against the white ball of cauliflower.
Can you tell the difference from the real thing?
So far, I’ve sewn a row of them into the garden:-
Now, what next? (Can you perhaps understand why this is taking a while?)