I found a crafting group!
As most of you know, we moved back to England from France in November and, after quarantining for two weeks there was a brief period of relative freedom before going into quite hard lockdown again. I saw a few of my new neighbours whilst out dog walking but haven’t been out and about apart from ‘necessary’ shopping.
We have an artisan centre in the next village which has now opened again and, in one corner of the Makers’ Gallery they have a pop-up display from a local artist which is changed every two weeks. I saw some beautiful knitted pieces and very large crocheted mandala in copper hoops there and, by chance, I found the artist on Facebook and noticed she runs a crafting group that meets every Thursday and it is up and running again. Be still my heart.
It’s a half hour’s drive away through winding country lanes but where there’s a will there’s a way and there was definitely a will.
The group meets in a village hall and as the sun was finally shining, and the view was lovely (see above), we sat outside next to the little river and I started to get to know some of the people.
There are knitters, crocheters, weavers and spinners, needlepointers (?), quilters, dressmakers and all kinds of everything. One of the members raises funds for the Linus Trust and they are making quilts for premature babies, full term ones, children and teens. As I like nothing more than an excuse to make small quilts, I’ll be rooting through my fabric stash and making two or three of those. I took some simple knitting to do but it wasn’t simple enough apparently as, when I got home, I realised I’d made a few mistakes because I’d been enthusiastically chatting – so had to undo what I’d done, which luckily wasn’t much.
The club organises workshops and I do love a good workshop. On offer yesterday to sign up for were:
Beginner’s Embroidery – (need but don’t want)
Spinning and Weaving – (don’t need but might secretly want)
Knicker Making – (yes! Signed up)
Dorset Buttons – (signed up,wondered why, was thinking of crossing out my name, then was told the lady who teaches it is the Dorset Button lady and so, added to the fact that I now live in Dorset, why wouldn’t I give it a try?
Watch this space for knickers and fancy buttons.
The lady next to me yesterday was weaving a Jacob fleece into a rug – I can’t wait to see it but, being a newbie, I didn’t feel I could take photos of the goings on quite yet so, until I have ingratiated myself into the group a bit more, here are some pics from my dog walk instead because I took them and therefore must inflict them on you. The theme is white and wild, apart from the little viola.
Edit: Stitchwort, thank you Wild Daffodil & now returned Head Gardener.
Just to make the day perfect, an independent boutique has opened up in the next village and it has lovely, unusual(ish) clothes at decent prices. I felt as if I had to show my support. I was gratified to see that they wrapped my purchases in tissue and put them in a brown paper carrier bag. I know plastic bags are awful but there’s nothing that takes the joy out of buying clothes (or underwear as has happened to me) when they are just rolled up and handed to you to stuff in your handbag.
Then I booked a table for four for my birthday dinner in a couple of weeks’ time for me, Mr. T., my favourite sister-in-law and her OH in a lovely country pub.
What will today bring?