June has slipped through my fingers.
Remember when we were desperate for the first signs of Spring? It seemed like old man winter would never loosen his grip. Then Spring arrived and left again in a rush of adolescent heat.
Alfred Lord Tennyson wrote the words "Gone, flitted away" in a poem titled simply, "Gone." The poem is often used in memorials but the words also suit slippery days like today.
Tatting Tea Tuesday
What tea befits a Tuesday that is gone, flitted away in procrastination and minutiae?
Sun tea! A homemade infusion of green and Lady Grey with a fresh slice of lemon.
I have had a paisley design on my mind, but it turned out to be more leafy than paisley. Here is a sketch.
It can be tatted all in one pass, but to do it I had to start with a chain. And beads (or Josephine knots) may be added, especially around the edges.
If anyone thinks this looks too similar to a leaf design they have seen elsewhere, please let me know.
This is as far as I got on the test tat before Bali fever took over. More on that later.
Have you noticed that county fair season is upon us? Batatter finished her county fair project this week, and her Bellaluna Bat is a work of art!
Instead of buckling down to work on my fair doily, I spent several days winding off exchange threads and receiving lovely notes with coveted samples tucked inside. These tantalizing new threads have been calling, begging to be tried.
Envelopes have arrived from near and far.
This striking stamp from Australia caught The Sprout's eye as soon as I pulled the letter from the post box.
"Is that one for ME, mommy?" he asked. "See? It has a TRAIN on it!" And so it did.
Then I heard the siren song of Heather, The Tarnished Tatter's Bali HDT in size 50. It beckoned, luring me like a sailor, calling me away to start Mary Konior's spinning wheel glass mat.
Bali colorway has a lush quality that reminds me of exotic sunsets. The thread has a bit of a soft hand, but so long as you don't unpick (retrotat, tonk) too often, rings close smoothly and hold their shape.
Goodness, for a post about time racing by, I have blathered on, haven't I? Time to put this post to bed.
Wishing you all more me-time to create something beautiful.
See you in July for more communi-tea!