Thank you again for taking time out of busy lives to leave comments here. I greatly appreciate that you do that - it is the glue that keeps us together I think. Note that I tried a bit of Derren Brown psychology in my last post title!
Please do not post on pinterest etc - I think I might have to write this each time sadly.
I have recently read how blogs are on the decline as social media sites are on the rise and that the interest is more in the photographs than the words. Mmmm - I will ponder this very carefully.
So decided to decorate the old cardboard egg - it no longer fits together as it has been cut off in places.
Just some little bits and bobs glued on - nothing in particular - old bits of lace, 1930s ric rac, hairpin lace doily inside (not quite seen in photo....just as they state in magazines....I find it very irritating when they do that....), crimped some old fabric and voila!
I did have some mini chocco eggs....but I ate them during the 'crafting process' (by fancifying 'making stuff' we can write a book based on some nice photos and a little bit of wordage...I notice that quite a bit in Smiths also..mmmmm again!!!!) so had to make do with some flying saucers....then I ate those too.....its hard work taking photos...
Sifted further through the 'Spring Cupboard' and got very sidetracked by some very nice bits and bobs but settled for some old tins as a backdrop (noticed on ebay the other day that a nice old bunny tin that I also have sold for £65!! Bronte also has one in her bedroom....)
This squeeky lamb was the children's and two/three years ago I threw it in the bin....it has a VERY LOUD SQUEEK AND DROVE ME MAD.....Bronte secretly rescued it so it earned its place in the Cupboard forever.
I was going to fashion some wheels and have SQUEEKY LAMB pulling it along but I DO NOT HAVE TIME TO DO THAT so had to settle for close proximity work instead...hope that is ok.
Tra la la to you all
I am rather partial to a nice bunny tin......sorry that you can see bananas peeking over the top far right...that would never happen in a book!
Whilst gandering in Smiths ( irritated by magazines wrapped in plastic so preventing the gandering process but serves me right) I noticed a proliferation in dyed eggs this 'saison'. Nothing new of course - been happening for hundreds of years and I too have been an egg dyer since a child. What is that I hear you say - you demand proof! Read on reader.
Back in the 70s I was quite a crafty child (no comments please) - rural living meant that natural resources were close at hand and it was a time of rekindling 'old crafts'. For example I remember very well my mum and I fetching in the last bits of straw from the field so that I could make corn dollies (tradition determined that the last of the straw would be used for this). Basic corn dollies are soooo easy to make - I still have my corn dolly making booklet that I used to help me. Similarly with egg decoration - I still have the same book that I used then to help with making natural dyes. My favourite decorations were made using wax (old melted candles) drawn (using old ink nibs...that I still have...oh dear) on the egg and then dyed using onion skins or red cabbage or anything that might add a bit of colour. After dyeing you simply melt the wax away to reveal your masterpiece.
....and here is one that I made earlier...
....quite a bit earlier.....
....1977 in fact.
This diary of mine is from 1975 and I was still dyeing eggs two years later. How this egg has survived many house moves over the years I do not know - it is a blown egg, not boiled, so no 'counter forces' from within. This particular egg I made as a Christmas present for my mum... by the way I would also have a go at making the things on Blue Peter. Did you do that too? I remember making a pin cushion from an elastoplast tin (in the shape of a flower) and a pencil case (in the shape of dog) from a washing up liquid bottle.
I was an avid and meticulous diary keeper from the late 1960s to the 1980s - if need be I can tell you what I ate Easter 1975, what I did at school and probably what the weather was doing. The big event for a Friday in March was that I went to the library and got a book out about decorating eggs (and I had chips and pie for dinner at school) ....by nature I am a do'er and if I have an idea I will act upon it.
Life for me is not about: 'I wish I had...' life for me is about: 'I am glad that I did...'
Most weeks and most days I was busy making something - I must have been a one-child industry I think!
Cat's cradle was child's play...!
Below I detail how I would like to make a patchwork quilt.
On one day I might make a hedghog (sp).....
...and the next a tote bag.
I decorated the pocket with fabric crayons (I remember that bag very well...the first of many...ha ha) and topped the day off with making a sand frog and a 'tiny felt mouse' (oh and tidied out a cupboard too I notice)
Sign of the times that I made Womble bag - I remember that I made the pattern out of newspaper just as I do today! I used fabric pens to design a stencilled W on the apron that I made too. This was all for the Womble that I also designed and made myself - I cut up some old brown courdery trousers to make it I remember.
Remember you're a Womble...
The written word has always been very important to me - a way of documenting thoughts, doings and events...just as a blog does today. Though this blog does not document everyday (or indeed every day!) life it does log one aspect of it that has been a continuous thread (see what I did there!).
Did you/do you keep a diary too?
Still not sure what to do with that swan's egg....
Toodle pip and tatty bye in equal measure
PS:Have had some interesting emails regarding pinterest lately. Odd that despite me saying otherwise some have told me that they knew better and that I really would like to have my photos there and that my photos should be shared with others to see. Funny because I don't think that and sharing right here is what this blog is for....I am quite happy with my little corner of the blogosphere thank you very much and I do not need to justify why that is so. Quality not quantity!