Today has been cold. The temperature is actually better than yesterday but I feel chilled to the bone and ungrateful for the minor degree reprieve. Even my faux fur can’t keep the cold out. I’m a wimp in winter and I feel ashamed moaning about -1 when others would take my place in a heartbeat, but I just wasn’t built for the cold.
Maybe it’s because I don’t look good in a hat. The back of my skull is as flat as a pancake so hats don't sit well up there. I envy people with those nicely rounded heads that can carry a hat. Without a proper fit, the hat drops down in the back so it catches on the collar of my coat and then gets pushed forward up and over over my forehead. It's a constant adjustment. If I could wear a hat maybe I’d feel toastier considering that most of the body’s heat loss is through the top of your head.
My flat head is the top reason I don't wear them, but then hat hair is another issue. Between looking like a big headed dork and then having my thin mane statically stuck to my cranium...well...I’d rather freeze. So the few times I’m forced to don a hat in -10 temperatures, once the chapeau goes on it can’t come off until I'm back home where the dogs don't care how I look. In the meantime, I have to wear it indoors for the rest of the day, cursing under my breath from the heat and lack of comfort. Someday, I’ll find the perfect hat, one that fits a cube shaped head, but until then, my vanity will send me out into the cold, bare headed and whining. You're probably thinking I should get some real problems, but right now this is all I’ve got.
My neck and throat are happy campers though. Especially since I've been given a gorgeous ruffly, spiral scarf from Pam Haughn, one of our Main Street hookers. She’s a crafty one….dabbling in many fiber mediums and proficient in all. She sews and actually makes the gripper covers for the frames I sell in the shop. She knits of course and has been hooking pretty much since I started the Wednesday evening hook-ins. Everything she puts her hand to is smartly executed. She explained how the scarf was made but she lost me on the details. According to her it was simple, but I have to argue that point due to my ineptitude in the knitting department. But that makes me even more impressed so thanks Pam!
Pam loves to hook rugs for her family and her Sibling Retreat commemoration is pretty amazing.
She adapted a photograph of all her siblings, butt side showing, lined up on the beach, into the most incredible rug. She said she didn’t want to hook the faces and it was a good decision because it gave the rug even more personality. The body shapes and stances are bang on. She used the rug picture to make last year’s Christmas card which I’m sure was a huge hit in the family. Pam has six sisters and one brother that annually converge on a Green Bay weekend cottage and have a blast of a time. Her face lights up when she relays stories of all the fun they have, the making of lasting memories, that will be taken out and dusted off at family gatherings when they laugh and say, “Remember when?”
Maybe it’s because I don’t look good in a hat. The back of my skull is as flat as a pancake so hats don't sit well up there. I envy people with those nicely rounded heads that can carry a hat. Without a proper fit, the hat drops down in the back so it catches on the collar of my coat and then gets pushed forward up and over over my forehead. It's a constant adjustment. If I could wear a hat maybe I’d feel toastier considering that most of the body’s heat loss is through the top of your head.
My flat head is the top reason I don't wear them, but then hat hair is another issue. Between looking like a big headed dork and then having my thin mane statically stuck to my cranium...well...I’d rather freeze. So the few times I’m forced to don a hat in -10 temperatures, once the chapeau goes on it can’t come off until I'm back home where the dogs don't care how I look. In the meantime, I have to wear it indoors for the rest of the day, cursing under my breath from the heat and lack of comfort. Someday, I’ll find the perfect hat, one that fits a cube shaped head, but until then, my vanity will send me out into the cold, bare headed and whining. You're probably thinking I should get some real problems, but right now this is all I’ve got.
My neck and throat are happy campers though. Especially since I've been given a gorgeous ruffly, spiral scarf from Pam Haughn, one of our Main Street hookers. She’s a crafty one….dabbling in many fiber mediums and proficient in all. She sews and actually makes the gripper covers for the frames I sell in the shop. She knits of course and has been hooking pretty much since I started the Wednesday evening hook-ins. Everything she puts her hand to is smartly executed. She explained how the scarf was made but she lost me on the details. According to her it was simple, but I have to argue that point due to my ineptitude in the knitting department. But that makes me even more impressed so thanks Pam!
Pam loves to hook rugs for her family and her Sibling Retreat commemoration is pretty amazing.
She adapted a photograph of all her siblings, butt side showing, lined up on the beach, into the most incredible rug. She said she didn’t want to hook the faces and it was a good decision because it gave the rug even more personality. The body shapes and stances are bang on. She used the rug picture to make last year’s Christmas card which I’m sure was a huge hit in the family. Pam has six sisters and one brother that annually converge on a Green Bay weekend cottage and have a blast of a time. Her face lights up when she relays stories of all the fun they have, the making of lasting memories, that will be taken out and dusted off at family gatherings when they laugh and say, “Remember when?”
 "Beach Bums" was hooked from a family photo and is 24" x 36" in size. On burlap and mostly a #5 cut. The idea for the rug came from the Riverport Rug Show where someone had displayed a rug of their sisters. This inspired Pam to hook one herself. The siblings had been walking on Crescent Beach when the picture was taken. Pam is #5 from the left. |
 "See Turtles Tango" design by Susan Leslie. Hooked for her daughter. 43" x 20" |  "Dawn's Early Morn" by Christine Little. 34" x 26 1/2" with #5 and #6 cuts. I adapted one of my rooster patterns into a farm scene per Pam's request. I named it and was told that Dawn was actually her first name. How appropriate! |
 "Jacobean Runner" design by Christine Little. 26" x 71 1/2" |  "Persian Tree of Life" design by Jeanne Field. 31" x 39" on burlap, with #3, #4 & #5 cuts. |
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