Welcome To [Your Site Name]

Inky Little Honey

When I inherited two colors of yarn from another knitting project that didn't quite come to fruition, I wasn't quite sure what I would do with it myself.   I searched the patterns at Ravelry looking for something with the right gauge and yardage to fit my stash.  When I chanced upon the Little Honey pattern, I knew the striped ragalan sleeved sweater, with the little pockets, would be perfect.   I went all the way up to a size 6 for the pattern just to make sure it would last at least one season. 

Even though the sweater fits Jonas just right -- he doesn't care to wear it much, saying the sleeeves feel "rough".  However, at the same time he's hitting me up for a purple sweater, so I suppose I have my work cut out for me to find a nice soft yarn for my next project.  

I think the sweater looks adorable though and will still encourage him to wear it -- roughness and all.  


giraffe boy

Halloween snuck up on us quickly this year, probably due to the lovely warm October weather and the leaves changing later in the season than usual.   We were excited to see how Jonas would react to the festivities, especially trick-or-treating.  

Jonas decided early on he would be a giraffe this year for Halloween, which pleased me since the costume would be relatively easy to put together and because it is still a sweet, gentle creature and I'm not ready for my little boy to want to be a ninja or an action figure.  I was also lucky enough to find some nice giraffe print fabric which was soft and cuddly.   Generally, I re-made his bear costume from when he was 1 with some tweaks and using larger patterns (of course).   To design the ears, tufts and mane, I used felt and just winged it with the design and shape.  The tufts were the hardest to pull off and flopped over like the ears.   The mane is probably my favorite element of the hat.  We even visited the zoo the week of Halloween to check out the giraffes that live there and their lovely orange manes.  

The pants are made from the same pattern I've used before (Made by Rae's Parsely Pants) and have a rear seam that was perfect for inserting the tail.   Tails always seem to be the most fun part of an animal costume for a kid -- and Jonas still enjoys wearing his giraffe pants around town and shaking his tail.  

My brother was in visiting and took Jonas out for some fun Halloween evening (I had to work) and Jonas quickly became hooked on trick-or-treating.  So much in fact, he made Nick take him out again to houses on our street when they returned from trick-or-treating in another neighborhood.   Yes, kids in Seattle do go out to the neighborhoods for trick-or-treating, but usually swarm to certain areas of town that are more conducive than our own poorly lighted, dead-end street.  In fact, the only trick-or-treater we had that evening was Jonas. Good thing he picked out candy he likes.  


time on waldron

A few months ago, some good friends of ours decided to pack up their farm in Wisconsin and move back to the Northwest for a taste of life in the San Juan Islands of Washington.  Looking for a place where they could have a simple and sustainable lifestyle, they discovered Waldron Island, a small island north of Orcas Island.   Waldron isn't accessable by ferry and the community living on the island has eschewed opening the island to the type of tourism rife on the larger San Juan Islands.   Our friends visited Waldron mid-winter of this year and by April were living in a small cabin with no running water or electricity.  They people they had met on the island (some with young kids similar in age to their girls) were living the way they had envisioned, so they decided to give Waldron a try for a year.   Personally, we were excited to have them living back on the West coast and to get to visit them in their new home.  

We were fortunate enough to get a ride out to Waldron from the Orcas Island ferry dock from a neighbor of theirs who was making a run on his boat to Orcas to deliver some freshly pressed apple cider.   Soon after we delivered the cargo (and tangled with the marina owner who was unhappy about deliveries being made on his dock without permission) we were stepping out onto a sandy beach and being greeted by our friends.   This was the beach and house of the neighbor and we took a short trip down the dirt road to our friend's home.  

On the way, we dropped our things at our lodging -- a one room cabin that our friend Eric was the caretaker of.

The cabin was filled with light and looked out on the water and was a magical place to spend our evenings.  The owner of the cabin had been a woman named Bitte Baer who was a longtime resident of Waldron.  The families that inherited the cabin don't live on the island so we were lucky enough to inhabit it for our visit.

We spent most of our time at the other cabin our friends were renting.  Jamie cooked all of our meals on a wood burning stove, occasionally lamenting how difficult it was to cook certain items like rice.  I gained a serious appreciation for our electric stove at home, especially when craving a cup of tea.  The cabin was airy and cozy and you didn't really miss the electricity so much until the dark rolled in at night and it felt easier just to go to bed than to stay up and read by candlelight.

Our first full day on the island was spent helping another neighbor press apples into cider on his farm.  Many people on the island grow apples, some for export to other islands and famer's markets, others just for their own use.  The family we were helping used their orchard for their own use and canned the cider to drink all year long.  They were growing dozens of varieties of apples and pears and had some stories to tell about certain ones that grew well and others that didn't.  The kids enjoyed washing the fruit before the pressing and getting to have mugs of cider fresh off of the press.  

As for getting around on the island, we all biked and carried the kids in bike trailers.  This allowed us to navigate the island pretty well.  Waldron is about 4 miles across and has about 500 feet elevation gain on the Mountain road, so bikes are ideal modes of travel.  The roads are all dirt and not frequented by very many vehicles.  After the cider pressing we hopped on bikes and had a picnic at the schoolhouse.   The school on Waldron runs through 8th grade then graduates either move to a more populated island or to the mainland.  One of the familes we met was preparing to leave with their kids and move to Seattle so the girls could start high school.  I could only imagine the culture shock of starting high school in Seattle when one is accustomed to a small, island school.  

 We quietly passed the rest of our visit exploring the beaches and meeting residents of Waldron.  We were invited to dinner at the beach with Jamie and Eric's neighbor and their family.  Jonas and the other kids played "otter family" with some of the friends while we enjoyed visiting with locals and hearing about their experiences on Waldron and what brought them out to live on the island.  The weather was perfect and I could see the draw of wanting to live in a beautiful and remote place. 

The day before we left, we biked up to a Nature Conservancy trail that runs out to the bluff at Point Disney.  The bluff offers a great view of the islands and a chance to look down a very steep cliff.  

Our time on Waldron seemed special since we watched Jonas change into a more social and interactive kid during our visit.  He enjoyed creative play with the girls and talking with the adults.   He also overcame his adversity to beach sand and walked all morning barefoot on a rocky and sandy beach.   He climbed, biked, ran and hiked with joy and enthusiasm.   It is exciting to watch this area of his development.  

Whether our friends will settle on Waldron remains to be seen. We have a feeling that the first winter on the island will be a test of sorts.  They are moving into a more modern house, with a propane stove and solar power, which will be nice in the dark winter.   Nick and I agree that we are not island people ourselves and like the ability to roam and explore a greater geographic area.   Still, we were charmed by the beauty of Waldron and the simple pace of life that exisits there.  If Jamie and Eric do stay, we will certainly be back to visit.  Maybe this time with our Kayak in tow.  


wild horse geranium

There are few people I enjoy sewing more for than the people in my family, especially the kids.  And although there are more and more patterns being published with boys in mind, the most lovely patterns are the ones for girls.   So I am always inspired when my niece's birthday rolls around in August to sew up something for her.   She is spirited and imaginative, but not traditionally girly.  She lives on a farm and loves horses and other animals.   For her ninth birthday I wanted to make her something fun and feminine, since she still loves wearing dresses.  But I also wanted it to be the type of dress that would look good over a pair of jeans with her cowboy boots.  

When I was browsing the new line of fabric from Cotton + Steel, I saw the Mustang print and knew it would make a great dress for her.  I went with the aqua horses instead of pink -- giving the dress a bit of a tomboy look.

 The dress is the Geranium Dress from Made By Rae, which comes with several variations and is partially lined.  I've made the dress twice before for smaller babies, and was glad to see that it comes out just as nicely for older girls.   For the lining I picked a coordinating Cotton + Steel print.  

My niece loved the dress, especially the flutter sleeve sewn with a raw edge -- another detail that makes the dress cute yet slightly rugged.  It is one of my favorite completed projects and I hope she will be able to wear it for her return to school next month and throughout the year.  




We are having a lovely summer, in every way.  Hot sunny days with afternoons spent in wading pools.  Long hikes with snowballs and streams.  Backyard barbeques and homemade ice cream.  As many berries as one can possibly eat.  So when the clouds roll in and stay for good, I can think back to these long bright days and remember how we savored summer this year.  

What I hope to forget is the constant noise and dust from the major construction project going on behind our house.  The city is re-designing a stream confluence and the crash of rocks dumped from large trucks starts almost every morning at 7 am.  Sharp.  Soon, even our own yard will be involved in the remodel and our shed will be re-located.  Currently, the shed lies mostly on city property and must be moved to accomodate the new property-line fence being installed. The shed is not in a convenient location for us to access anyway, so we decided to embrace the change and get going on plans to expand our garden area in the upper yard.  By next summer we hope to have a whole new look, more edibles and a lot more quietude. 

Our garden this year was plentiful and gave us several pounds of snap peas, green beans, and shelling beans.   We also had a good crop of radishes, lovely oak leaf lettuce that has yet to bolt and a few small carrots for nibbling (my favorite seed source for PNW people).  Two potatoes from our weekly produce delivery had sprouted over the winter, so we cut them up and planted them as well.  From those two we harvested about 5 pounds of new potatoes including this guy, who we named potato bear.  Grrrr!

I've also been devoting some time to making levain bread at home, following the method from Tartine bakery.  My friend Deb gave me their bread book shortly before Jonas was born and it took me about 3 years to actually try making the bread.  The loaves are made from 100% natural yeast starter  and I have had some issues trying to culture my own bread starters in the past.  This time around, things went better and I patiently waited for a nice mature starter to form.  The first loaf I baked was a dud, but I read up on the method and subsequently had some tasty success.  The book itself is lovely and has a few variations on the classic loaf, plus a brioche recipe and other savory and sweet dishes that can be made from leftover bread.  Here is a loaf (50% whole wheat) that I baked last week. 

It smelled amazing too.