Cryptic Clues

 

I have for so long been a total fan of cryptic crosswords. Last week I mentioned to Cathi, of   Quilt Obsession that among other things I so enjoyed cryptic crosswords. Well, so does her Bob, and I  scanned, copied and sent him the latest one from the NZ Listener. Bingo, there it was in  Toronto for Mr Q.O. to solve.Before  long, Bob had sent me one from The Times. Well, as you are accustomed to your own sewing machine, car, or kitchen appliance, so you are used to the way a crossword compiler thinks. This was so different for me, and I sent Bob a few lines…

I took the cryptic times to bed

Should have left it alone , I said,

So different from the usual one

Words just didn't seem to come

So I left it  to do later or after

Resorted to the online masters

2 clues was all I managed to do

Then when I read the solution, Bingo!!!

Bob duly read this, and emailed me the link for solutions to solve this. Then he replied again.

A fair maid, a Kiwi it’s said

Took crosswords with her to bed

The “Times” they are tough

She said “That’s enough.

Darn it …I’ll count sheep instead."

And just so you all know how DIFFICULT these clues are, here is 10 down, September 17th.

Swede served with mint over fire for people, ( 3,10).

and Bob kindly  said he thought I would enjoy this one.

2 words, the first word began with N, the last one ended with S, that was all I  had to go on, but I looked and wondered if it was “ New Zealanders”. It was!!!

On the sewing table, the beautiful charm squares have been joined into a larger set of 4, and I have the white and dark marled greeny black for the shadow box strips. The other week I was in an Op-Shop, and there were quilting magazines, make an offer, The cover photo  on one was a whole quilt, with segmented circles surrounded by trails of other segments,In the paper pattern I found one whole circle. The batiks I chose were from stash, the border fabric is also on the back, and I lined it with a blue  batik, with a wire netting design.

This is going by  post  to a very special friend. I don’t think she reads my blog, but we are both on Facebook. She has returned from staying with family in  Australia, much needed time together, and is now in her new home, by herself, a new life  after some  55 years of being one half of a couple.. We do not get together very often, in fact,  very  seldom, but lots of times with phone calls, and emails, we caught  up, for a short time when I flew to Auckland for Trev’s funeral. Recently on Facebook, someone asked how did friends meet? We met at High School, and as my maiden name started with “A” and hers with “B”, we were always next to each other in lists, in lines, and in classes. True friendship, I phoned her today, not mentioning the bag, I hope it will be a welcome surprise. In the photo the top looks wavy, but, believe me, it is a circle. I can scan and email it if anyone would like to try/sew, manhandle, fit together… take hours to finish this . The pattern says 16 circles, but in the photo, there are 25!!!

 

Quotation of the day, author unknown

“ Believe you can and you are

halfway to the finish line”

Greetings  from  Jean

Just the Two of Us

 

The garden is showing signs of spring, with one freesia, snowdrops by the dozen, daffodils almost finished, grape hyacinths in deep blue, and then there were                                   TWO…… Tulips.

It was so hard to get the right setting, with shade and bright sunshine in the next photo.  The barrows have grape hyacinths, there are more tulips, with Dutch Iris in the tubs, pansies scattered amongst them.

Lots of patches of tiny violets, near the wheelbarrows.And so many lupins are shooting again.

Boris follows Ginger Boy, and is so daring, adventurous, almost to the scary level. Ginger goes past our place, through the neighbours, skirts along a narrow dangerous( in my opinion) ledge of dirt and stones, and is then 2 doors along. Boris tries to follow, but I managed to grab him, at least this time. I guess, like having a teenager in the home, I will have to ignore this and just let him find out the hard way, it is a long way down the the stream below!!! Boris is on the right, Ginger Boy in all his glorious winter fur, is on the left. This is the area we grandly call “ The Gully” really just a tallish bank,  where we can leave cuttings, rubbish from shrubs and trees, to compost down, but some rampant plants  do  take over.

And, in case you all think I spend my days following the boys, I have managed to sew 2 borders on the Wiggle-me quilt, The final darker one still to go, and I found a wonderful tutorial for a binding with a flange, sew on the back, turn to the front, and stitch  on the edge of the flange . I am not sure if the binding will be the same as the final border, with a lighter flange, or a total contrast. Any suggestions will be so appreciated. 

The last border has some blue/green tonings in it, and links everything together nicely ( IMHO). ( In my humble opinion)!!!

Now all I need, thinking of John Masefield, is a huge table so I can spread it out, and baste the back and batting more easily than the kitchen floor.  In the photo above, it is on the lounge carpet.Tall ship and a star, that would suit any sailor or mariner to a T.

Quotation of the day, author unknown

“ A happy ending does not mean everything is finished, as a new beginning is on the horizon”

Greetings from Jean

The Mail Arrived on a Wet Day

 

The yellow parcel arrived,marked

“From  Sew Sisters Quilt Shop, 3961 Chesswood Drive, Toronto, On.”

What excitement, I was on my way to get a haircut, but that had to wait!!! Visit them here at this link,……    Sew Sisters Quilt Shop

Thank you so much for your generous sponsorship in the “Wiggle-me-sew-along”, and to Sandy at Upstairs Hobby Room , for her wonderful challenge, as she encouraged, inspired, and helped each  one of us with her lovely comments.

The Parcel

The Charm Packs

The Glorious Colours

All those glorious colours, a pack of blues, one of reds, and one of greens . I can see these will be on display, looked at often, re-arranged, and  then put into a pattern, that I will treasure always.

 

 

Quotation of the day, from Ruth Ann Schabacker

“ Each day comes bearing its own gifts,

untie the ribbons”

Greetings from Jean

Life through a lens

When I started my blog way back in 2011, with the “Bags for Japan” project I had no idea how it would go. Slowly, I received comments,  and gradually I found other blogs to follow. I cannot truly remember how I found each one of you, my very real friends, but here we are some 4 years later, I have found so many interests that amaze me, as I do not have a dog, a horse, or a farm.But every day I read of your family life, travels, trips to other countries or in your own, and know how much this has added to my life. This week I had a heart-warming email from Julie, you can find her here,  at
 My Quilt Diary.
As I read her words, these ones came to mind. They are in a page in my Dad’s autograph album, (have you one of these), and I found this on the internet.

On the home front, I have upgraded to Windows 10, and all smooth sailing so far. My gift voucher from Sew Sisters, after I finished the Wiggle-me-sew-along quilt top in the allotted time,  I chose charm packs of Kaffee Fassett, and they are on the way.Photos as soon as they arrive, and a pattern is (sort of) decided.
Down south, snow is predicted to sea level,  Metservice details courtesy of the internet , Accuweather earlier gave data of temperature of –1C, real feel of –12Celsius,Too cold for  those new born lambs.
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Tomorrow

Showers, with snow to near sea level at first, gradually easing and snow levels lifting. Strong or gale southwesterlies easing. Issued: 11:22am 6 Sep 6°CHigh4°C Overnight --------------------------------------------------------------------------- We have had hail here, the warrior Boris played with some, then one hailstone flicked him on his ear, and a rapid retreat to the safety of indoors.

Quotation of the day, from Eli  Khamarov

“ The best things in life are unexpected ----

because there were no expectations”

Greetings from Jean

Fabric, Ducks, and a CAT scan

 

Saturday was a day out, 142 km, or 88 miles, from our place to Masterton, in the Wairarapa. ( And then the same as we came home, a long way to drive for a metre of fabric!!) There is a super quilting fabric shop there, ( Click on the link to find them)

visit them here at  Quilter's Lane, Masterton

I wanted the border fabrics for the Wiggle-Me Quilt. I was so lucky, found the perfect choices, then we had lunch by the small man made lake, Ducks, Coots, paddle boats for hire, the occasional policeman and police-lady wandering past.

I think the first photo is of an Australian Coot, black with white face , and the  pair are Mallard Ducks. A White Swan, aka paddle boat, the Jolly Roger, and various other craft, as children with parents valiantly paddled their way across the water.

 

 

I have a variegated blue for the first border, a lighter one for the second border, and a dark blue with green tones for the final one, This will make it the right size for our bed. Hugh said this one  was for us,   when he first saw the top in an unfinished state!!!

And  a fitting  finish for today, a Felicity Cat Scan is the right way to make sure all fabric is correct!!!

Quotation of the day,  from Henry Ward Beecher

“ It’s easier to go down a hill  than up , but the view is much better at the top”

Greetings from Jean

Visitors at Our Place

 

We have had many visitors,  family and  friends come and stay over the past few weeks. Kenton, from Australia, Kaz, from the South Island, Bruce ,from Hamilton, and friends who  live closer.

Yesterday, shortly before 5 p.m.  Joyce looked out the front window and pointed, almost lost for words.

She was tall, lovely brown hair,  fast on her feet, and waited to be invited in!!!

This is almost at our front door!!!

Despite warnings of “ Leave her alone” “ Do NOT get too close”, “Wait for the  council  man to arrive”, I walked outside to snap her a few times.

I rang the council before 5 p.m.  but the call was transferred to the after hours number. The unlucky man had to drive about an hour from his home to here. Further bad luck, as by the time he arrived, she had wandered across the stream and was somewhere hidden in thick bush and tall trees.We could see her footprints, with the aid of a large torch, as it was dark by 6 p.m.

The lovely man went home, I shut the gate, and our excitement( if that) was over for another day.

Felicity did not like this, she sat on a windowsill and hid behind the curtain. Boris  raced  inside, up over my laptop and sewing machine, and peered from behind a curtain too. For once, the ginger warrior chose caution over  defiance.

Quotation of the day, author unknown’'

“ Beware of strangers that bring unwanted gifts”

Greetings  from Jean

Home Again, from trips North and South

 

Trevor’s funeral was full of love, family memories, and so much more .I drove there safely, home safely, and negotiated all city traffic with great care.    On Monday Elaine took me round Papakura, past our home where we lived  from  1962 for some years. All the paddocks are now filled with  homes, factories, there are  new streets, subdivisions,  and so much change.

The flight home was smooth, and what a huge dump of snow on the Central Plateau. AirNZ people were so helpful, and changed my seat to the left side, so I could get photos. 

  Snow below Mt Tongariro.                             

Mt Ngauruhoe, a total white-out and too much cloud to see any of the mountains very clearly.

Coming down, the Ruahine Ranges in the distance, under that cloud was more snow.

 

Did I mention that the Flight Attendants are so helpful? Coming home I was last off, as my seat was right up at the front? One carried my bag, and passed it down the steps to another? I didn’t see the pilots this time.

Home to reality. On Wednesday I went to visit a dear friend, company for her daughter who drove us both there. Jeanette has not been well for some time, and this was a sad few hours, as  we talked, staff came in, finished their shift, came in again, nurses attended to her, and finally we left. Jeanette passed away, very peacefully, early Thursday morning. It was an honour and a privilege to have been a carer for her a few years ago. Joyce and I shared  this between us, and we learnt so much during that time. Lessons in life ,we learnt so much, valued each day with Jeanette, and treasure our  memories.

I drove south  to Porirua, on Thursday, a little way North of Wellington, to see the surgeon for a final check-up and  discharge to our GP .All went well, Hugh has some limitations clearly spelt out, no heavy  lifting, no digging in the garden, no twisting or turning, this is for some weeks, till all is healed internally.A challenge is ahead!!!

We have had a run of cold mornings and frosts.  Did Ginger Boy ( or Max by another name) walk carefully  on  the grass, not through the frost? He has a thick winter coat, and little Boris loves to play, getting the odd cuff or smack from the older boy now and again.

Quotation of the day, from Socrates

“ Be slow to fall into friendship; but when thou art in, continue firm and constant.

Greetings from Jean