Showing posts with label tops. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tops. Show all posts

Sunday, August 4, 2013

A little celebration, of sorts

Today marked a year since we moved into our little handmade house. It was a perfect, sunny winter's day, and we all felt happy, and more than a little pleased with what we've achieved in the last 12 months.

To celebrate, we...
made an amazing breakfast of stewed tomatoes, garlic, basil and parsley (from the garden), incredible home-made goat's chevre (from our friend Paul from down the road, procured at last weekend's food swap), barbequed mushrooms (from the farmer's market) and sourdough toast...

admired the freshly-printed logos for our little pastured poultry enterprise (coming in spring!)
did some work on the wood-fired pizza oven...

did some weaving with gorgeous rainbow hand-spun, hand-dyed wool...
stewed rhubarb, pears, vanilla beans and honey over the fire, alongside a lamb, preserved lemon, cumin and tomato braise and a mushroom and lentil ragu...

made a doily-sleeved top for a certain special lady whose birthday is imminently approaching...

and ate aforementioned lentil and mushroom ragu while sitting next to the fire listening to the wind in the trees and watching the stars appear. Dessert was stewed fruit with jersey cream. And then we toasted marshmallows.

In between all this we rode bikes and walked all around the land, drew pictures, happily read Kim's beautiful blog post about our little nest, made our first batch of kefir, spied on baby kangaroos just learning to hop (there are no words to describe the cuteness), collected fairy firewood, cuddled, read books, danced, swung from the swing-tree, collected eggs and admired the ducks.

It was a beautiful, beautiful day, and we felt ridiculously lucky to be living this life.

Saturday, January 26, 2013

peach preserves and the last of the pump sale

One of the awesome things about living in a rural area is the community's willingness to share the abundance from their gardens. Often at work emails come round offering "free raspberry canes at the back door", "lemons and limes in the kitchen" or, most recently, "peaches in customer service". The peaches came from a lovely young chap who recently purchased a property containing several very old and very laden peach trees. He doesn't know what to do with them all, so we scored 3 bags full, in exchange for a selection of our preserves. Yeah!

Pearlie happily pitting and packing peaches
They're super sweet and delicious white and yellow peaches, which are surprisingly juicy given the dry season we're having. The squishy ones we made into peach and vanilla jam, using our awesome new half-pint milk dipper (Christmas present from my Nana and Parps) for ladling into the jars - perfect! 
The firmer ones we preserved in a light sugar syrup in Vacola jars, using the boiling water bath to seal them. This is a really easy method, which gives a stunning-looking, delicious store of peaches for use in trifles and desserts over the cooler months. Peaches were pitted and sliced, then packed into the jars, and a light sugar syrup (we got t he recipe from Stephanie Alexander: 2 parts water to 1 part sugar) is poured in over the top, the jars are sealed with rings and clips, then the whole shebang boiled in the vacola unit for around 25 minutes.
The peach jam is making its way into christmas presents (yes I know... we're late) and the last of the package 4's (for the Pump up the Dam Sale), which is due to be sent out on monday. I'm also chucking in a bottle of our newly bottled kasundi. We made this using the recipe from the Whole Larder Love cookbook, which was one of my christmas gifts. I'm pretty into it, despite Rohan's kind of sexist and slightly homophobic undertones, and his total obsession with 'gear' and all the stuff you need to have in order to live a 'simple' life. Weird. But I love the tips on foraging and hunting, and I especially love many of the recipes, and I did read it cover to cover, which is very unusual for me, seeing as I'm not really a cook. But I digress...

The kasundi is delicious. I want to eat it with every meal, and I very frequently do. But I also like to share it with people, so was very happy to include it, along with some jam and a skirt and some hand-made cards and a cute little t-shirt for my very old friend Meg, who happily ordered a package 4 in support of our pump-buying endeavours. 
A skirt for Meg, made from original 70s curtains that came out of the nurses quarters at Temorah hospital

I have known Meg for many many years. We used to hang out when I was 'Annie the tattooed nanny' for a couple of super-sweet little girls. Her girls were the same age, so we'd spend our days going to the park, hanging out at play groups, and eating sushi in the shopping centre. She supported some of my earliest commercial sewing ventures, and she cooked for our wedding and, even though I haven't seen her in years, and her kids are now teenagers (!), she reads our blog. 
A set of 10 cards, plus 5 little gift tags made from recycled cereal boxes and vintage kids' books
I was really touched when she got in contact asking for some clothes, and had fun sewing for her again, after all these years. Meg decided to swap her package 4 bolero for a tshirt, which was fine by me because it gave me an excuse to use some of this gorgeous babushka fabric, sent to me by another gorgeous old friend who also supported our pump sale. 
Meg's babushka-sleeved tshirt
Rochelle was the happy recipient of this wrap-n-go.
 I was a bit keen on it myself... but I know she'll love it, and wear  it with style, coz she's a stylish kinda lady.

The pump itself is now happily installed on our lower dam's wall, and after a number of false starts and some consultation with Brett, and a visit from Baz, local purveyor of pumps, is moving the water where we need it. It's a pretty ace bit of infrastructure, and has definitely been reassuring and helpful during these exceedingly dry, fire-prone times we're having around these parts.

Craigie wading out into our dam, installing the foot valve for sucking water into our brand spankin' new pump

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

rainin' and rainin'


I've probably mentioned this fact before - I love sewing for people I love! - but I had to mention it again given the gorgeous set of tops I just had the pleasure of whipping up for one of my loveliest friends, Niki. Is she not a beautiful P&E model?
Her request for 3 tops and a bolero came one day when I was lamenting not having enough cash to buy the new Sal Kimber album. How gracious of Niki to buy tops from me in order that I could purchase some music! The creative cycle is truly a beautiful thing...
The tops were to be comfy, but smart, and vaguely related to the colours dusty pink, blue and green. This was pretty fun, as I love colour-themed requests, especially since organising my teatowels and fabric remnants. I am an absolute sucker for anything arranged by colour, especially op-shops. The colour-coded op-shop seems to be a bit of a regional thing, in my experience, the most spectacular ones I've seen being in Cooma and Wagga Wagga. A few weeks back, I had a pretty awesome few rainy days of sick leave, after injuring my shoulder, so couldn't go on with any 'big' jobs (ie. house-building related). I just had to snuggle down and colour-code my fabric. How dreadful, I know.
So the tops were easy.
The bolero, on the other hand, was to go with a frock she already owned. Niki had sent me the belt, as a reference, but I was all in a tizz about the colouring.
The dress, as you can see, is bloody spectacular, so I was really feeling the pressure to get it right. What to do when in such a tizz? Defer to your muse, I say. Pearlie (my muse) is extraordinary at picking out combos. Combos of colours, combos of accessories, combos of food. Whatever - she rocks them all. Including Niki's bolero's dusty salmon wool/bright turquoise bias binding combo, which I believe to be marvellous.
Niki was pretty chuffed too, which is always a bonus.
While we were in Sydney hand-delivering Niki's tops (a special service reserved for only my most special clients, sorry) Bega was a recipient of some pretty phenomenal rain, which managed to wreak havoc all over our pretty shire. Being massive proponents of the 1st permaculture principle of Observe and Interact, we were super-keen to see how our land was handling the big wet. Pearl, Oski and I (Olive was at school) trotted up at the first opportunity, and were pretty excited by what we saw.
Firstly, the dam was absolutely chockers. Awesome. BUT it was overflowing, and showing off a pretty dreadful spillway which had some significant potential for erosion. Spillways, as we learned in Harvesting Water the Permaculture Way (yep: we get into some seriously sexy night-time viewing down here) should follow the contour of the land for quite some way, so that any overflowing water is captured and carried along the land slowly and gently, so as not to create any erosion and to ensure the land receives the maximum possible benefit from the rain. Our dam, in contrast seems to
a. spill right over the dam wall, taking our beehive with it (the only time I've been happy that the bloody bee lure didn't work) and then
b. create a kind of mini-river over the side, evacuating all our azolla and making a lovely azolla-bog in the gully below the dam wall.
Not the best outcome, at all, but interesting to see. We're not that upset about the dam's performance, given that, come spring, we'll be draining it and excavating it to remove silt, increase our water-storage capacity and create a gorgeous swimming hole. And at least we know it doesn't leak.
Speaking of excavations, they were pretty much supposed to be done by now, given that our workshop is in LESS THAN FIVE WEEKS but have been delayed on account of aforementioned rain. Slightly stressful, though Pearl has been wonderful with her "Babe, it's the weather. There's nothing we can do about it so don't worry" and things do seem to be clearing. All going well, Moonie the bobcat/bulldozer/front-end loader driver and self-declared "Excavation Advisor" will be up at our place bright and early on Tuesday to gouge out great quantities of hillside. The feeling is... well... kind of huge.
PS. As I write this, I am enjoying, quite immensely, the sound of the new Decemberists album, which I received in the mail today. It's a double live cd and, well, let's just say Pearl and I are dancing/panting/exclaiming "Yeah Colin!" as we go about our evening chores. Fun times.
PPS. Post-major rain event, the far South Coast this early Autumn is a truly spectacular place to be and all going well we should have some beautiful building weather for our April straw bale workshop. The prospect of toiling away on our hillside, with so many loved ones, on bright, crisp Autumn days excites us big time.

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Collars and cuffs

Last week I got an email from a lady called Imelda, who was a bit keen on a bit of P&E after seeing Beth's best lady dress. Imelda, apparently, has a bit of a stash of fabric she thought would make a fab-o frock. Lucky her!
The dress she was after, however, was to have a collar and 3/4 sleeves. For some reason this sent me into a tizz, probably because a) I have never made a 3/4 sleeved dress and b) I have enormous arms, so am perhaps hyper-conscious of the fact sometimes sleeves don't fit well.
I suggested instead, that she might like a lovely jersey top with a collar and 3/4 sleeves, and an A line skirt. I promised to let her see a few photos of other collared and 3/4-sleeved tops, so here they are. These are 3 tops I made for Pearl in the last couple of years.
Imelda (and anyone else), let me know what you think!
For this one I used a silk scarf to make the collar and cuffs,
This one is a play on the old boat neck (Pearlie looks lovely in a boat neck) made from some vintage wool stripe and amazing printed crepe,
And this one is a grey and green striped wool which is kind of like a very fine sweater-weight. The collar on this is a gorgeous vintage print.
I decided to leave the edges raw, with just a little run over with the pinking shears, and then I hand stitched it down for extra detail and security. I reckon this top would be over 2 years old, and has been very well worn, but is still looking pretty hot!

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Frocks for growing

You may remember Megan and Ben from around this time last year when I made them some bunting for their gloriously lovely wedding fest. Well, now they are growing a baby - yay!
Megan, like many other pregnant ladies, has been having a ghastly time finding non-ugly, non-sweatshop and non-expensive clothes to accommodate her growing tum. P&E to the rescue!
I made her some Megan-sized versions of the skirts and dresses that Pearl and I wore when we were pregnant, to see her through the coming months of growing-ness.
The dress is my basic bias-cut A-line. Flattering, with a good mount of give for bubba expansion, and made from an op-shop sheet Olive and I bought from the Narooma Vinnies on the day we moved to Bega (we had to make many, many stops that day, on account of Olive's car-sickness, the highlights of which were the op-shops and Bateman's Bay mini golf).
When I think of Megan, I think of blue and green, for some reason, so this sheet was an obvious pick.
When I was cutting it out, Olive asked if she could help. Of course! I love having her hanging around helping when I'm sewing - it inevitably leads to her making up some elaborate, gorgeous costume/landscape/scenario involving the offcuts. On this occasion she decided she wanted to make a dress for her toys, so I grabbed the opportunity to show her how to make what I think is the cutest, simplest dress/top ever, which can be adapted for toys, babies, kids and adults alike.
It's based on a little top I had when I was a baby, which my mum made. I made a bunch for Olive when she was little, and a few for other cute babies I know as well. It's a really great, basic design, good for beginners, and it's easy to adapt and fancy-up, if you're that way inclined. Here's how it goes:
Firstly, measure the length you want the top to be. For Olive's Niki-cat, this meant floor length. Note that the edge on the left is a folded edge, so the rectangle Niki-cat is lying on is actually doubled over.
Now, make a long rectangle that is the length of the dress on one side, and 2x the total width of the bottom hem of the dress on the other.
Now, fold your long rectangle into quarters. Measure the length from Niki-cat's neck to her shoulder, and mark this same length from the top of the folded rectangles. Cut a little scallop shape half moon thing. This makes the sleeve (if you're making this top for anyone other than a toy, you'll probably want to encase the scallop-cuts in bias binding so they don't fray when you wash it).
Now, you need to make something to thread your drawstring through. We used some braid that I found on a council clean up, but if you don't have anything like that, just fold the top over twice and sew along to make a tube, kind of like if you were hemming it.
Now, thread your drawstring and pull it around the neck, then tie at the back. Cute stuff!
Depending on who you're making it for, and how often it's going to be washed etc, you'll want to finish off the hems and edges properly, either with bias or just by turning them under. Give it a go!
When I was finished making Niki-cat's frock, I got started on Megan's skirt, which was to be made using a phenomenal 'Australian Wattle' teatowel, which she and Ben hand-delivered to my workplace in Bega as they kayaked and camped their way up the coast from Melbourne to Sydney.
I LOVE the teatowel a) because of its unashamed intermingling of the common names and latin names of the wattles it features, b) because it's wattles, and wattles are cool and c) because it's from the wool capital of the world!
The skirt is pretty much exactly the same as the classic P&E A-line, but with no zip, a slightly gathered-above-the-rump thing, and a big wide stretchy band on the top to accommodate pregnant expansion.
THE COMFIEST SKIRT EVER. I wore mine looong after Olive was born, especially in the winter, when the stretchy band keeps all lower-abdominal areas extra-toasty.
I'd always been quite partial to a bit of wattle action, having been in the yellow wattle 'house' in primary school (you know the groups you're in for athletic carnivals and such??). When the local Landcare co-ordinator (also, handily, our neighbour) came to check out our land to see what was happening, we traipsed all over the place, oohing and ahhing over the many varieties of little baby seedlings coming up everywhere on account of the cessation of decades-long grazing. I felt so thrilled to see the diversity of native flora that was hanging out, just waiting for a chance to rise above the dairy-cow fodder. Amongst these many little seedlings and native grasses were several tiny Acacia mearnsii - Black Wattle.
Some people consider these to be weeds, but we choose to see them as an asset. Firstly, they are short-lived, meaning that you can use them as 'nursery' plants to shelter your precious fruit trees and delicate natives like Indigofera australis - Native Indigo - while they get established. While they're growing, supporting and sheltering your orchard, they're also fixing nitrogen in the soil, because they're leguminous. When they're growing, you can prune them and use them as mulch, and then when they die - more mulch! I don't know about you, but this all seems very exciting to me. And having nursery trees on a baby-growing skirt is pretty ace.

Monday, January 16, 2012

More t-blouses, more figs

Yay! More t-blouses! This time for Bec, (she of the super-colourful skirt) so bound to be fun times. Bec authorised "cute" so I felt emboldened to use this sheet that I've been carting around, loving, for quite some time. You may well recognise the print - it was a favourite from the era of my childhood, and I'm pretty sure I had a little baby quilt from the same fabric. Maybe the reason I love it so much.
I've always been a bit nervous to use it for some reason. Perhaps it's too cute? Perhaps I am alone in my appreciation of the bold, primary-coloured lions and weird letters and funny bear things in hot air balloons?? But I figured if one person was going to appreciate it, it was Bec, so I'm giving it a whirl. Bec: if I'm way off the mark with this one I promise to make you another.
Now, a word on Bec. I have never actually met this lady, but I freaking love sewing for her, and I freaking love (almost as much) emailing with her. She is pretty much the funniest email-writer of all time. Seriously!! (No, really, I never exaggerate and I never make hyperbolic statements). It's one of the absolute joys of this sewing gig - 'meeting' people, getting to 'know' them, then making them a bunch of clothes they love, and sometimes, when I'm lucky, getting feedback about how the clothes have been heading out to the beach, riding bikes, picking fruit and what not.
Now, for the second top. Bamboo and some kind of non-descript daisy flower thing. Love the contrast. What more can I say?
Luckily for me, and Florence (she wanted a night off) and especially you, dear reader, Bec and Pearl are pretty much exactly the same size. She resisted, but I eventually managed to rope her in to modelling for me, posing her in front of our fig tree, which seems to be heaving with a second round of figs coming on. Don't know what that's about, but it certainly makes for a delightful background for Pearl in Bec's tops.
And it will hopefully furnish me with a chance to try out some car-drying, helpfully suggested by the delightful chaps over at Little Eco Footprints. Charming, exciting stuff.

Thursday, January 5, 2012


Thanks to the stellar efforts of my mum, brother and Jen, we are now back on line. I think feelings of relief are abounding, given that poor little Pearlie has been technology-free now for a couple of months. Not a bad thing in itself, but when you're home alone with kiddies, in a new town with only a couple of very very new friends, the need for a little adult communication becomes, well, kind of important for one's sanity.
We've also both really missed doing the blog, which is interesting given that we are both total luddites. It's been interesting to reflect on what it actually is about the writing process that we have missed. For me, it's the documentation, the 'making real' of this journey which, especially now in its tentative planning stage, can seem unreal. My drive for progress and results makes documentation satisfying. But enough of that...
What have we been up to? So much! The 2 most exciting things that spring to mind are that we got our DA approved
and we found a ginormous, beautiful and bountiful plum tree across the road from our land, understoried with native raspberries which are, if you've never had the pleasure of tasting one, exquisite.
Spectacular!
So as a result of these 2 most notable events we now have an exciting-looking land-planning wall
and were able to enjoy this outrageously beautiful christmas lunch,
which we feasted on at the most amazingly spectacular place on the far south coast, Nelson Lagoon, aka our local swimming spot.
What a day! In addition to the plums (which are the most delectable combination of sweet juicy flesh with a slightly tart skin) was an olive loaf, baked by my love, featuring the olives I picked and pickled last year, an olive tapenade from Towamba Station Olives (local - yeah!) and goat's cheese from the SCPA markets. We are seriously busting our of our skins with excitement to be able to have a christmas day like that, let me tell you.

In addition to the aforementioned beauty, deliciousness and excitement, we've also been drying figs from our backyard tree, which is producing way more figs than we can possibly eat.
To dry them, you just quarter them and put them on a tray in the oven on the lowest heat possible. Prop the door open with a wooden spoon to let the moisture escape and keep checking on them, though they do take a while - ours were in overnight, around 8 hours.

We also made onion jam for our friends for christmas,
plaited mermaid necklaces and hair braids,
made a table runner for my mum's birthday featuring antique doilies, tablecloths and Olive's drawings of our Began adventures,
a spangly bolero for Kirstin in Thirroul,
and a skirt and top from Solomon Island souvenir sarongs for Meg in Nana Glen.
And then, at the end of the day we ate fire-roasted Buckajo corn while wading in the dam (check out that azolla crop!) and catching up with friends from afar.
Lots of other things too, but they deserve their own posts so stay tuned...