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Now begins the week of productive.
Got the pinch-hit in. Got my assignment in. I think the exchange deck is cleared for the moment. So I can do some writing on my own stuff, both fic and pro.
I know what happens next in the pro, but I have to keep writing and not get bogged down in little details. I have SO MUCH TROUBLE with a first draft. (To the point where I've never completed one, because my brain is thinking 'finished draft, finished draft, this isn't right, must correct it'.)
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Weather's dropped 10 degrees. We're suddenly in full autumn. Last night was maybe 13C and the wind blew straight through you. I know because I was waiting on train stations with inadequate wind shelters, shivering because I'd dressed for mild autumn, not chilly autumn.
What was I doing on train stations last night? Going out to Bankstown to see Dad and the steps. Viet city, and an area of town that, if Dad does the move over here, I hope he goes into.
Incidentally, if you're in Sydney, I recommend the Bankstown Hotel as a cheap-but-good accomodation. Clean, neat, newly reno'd. Bathroom was large, bedroom was actualy quite small. Bed was super-soft and Dad and the stepmum ended up sleeping on the (carpeted) floor.
And it was pretty warm inside compared with the outside (which, as I mentioned, was chilly.)
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On the plus side, a chilly winter might see me some apricots in the garden? I need to trim the apricots and spray the fruit trees and...
Oh the garden. OH THE GARDEN. Planted out garlic the other week, in a specially prepared bed, and have covered it over so it won't get dug up by the chooks. Then planted a couple of others in other beds to see if they have a go at growing. Maybe. Maybe not.
The chooks already dug up the places where I planted root vegie seeds. AUGH. And I'm a bit late on seedlings for winter - properly sized ones that will produce. I know I should be planting them in January but I never remember until April rolls around and the weather changes.
Or I plant them early and then they get eaten or dried out or dug up by the chooks. It's never pretty.
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Sewing is happening, but slowly. Yesterday, I did some handkerchief hemming. Haven't actually joined together the bindings for my quilts. Maybe that's for the weekend.
Today, I might do a bag for the scraps that are overflowing my scrap bin - chop a few pieces up so they're smaller and squishier, and sew a bag to put them in? I may need to pull the existing scrap bag out of the pouffle I made around this time last year.
I've also applied for a Bridgerton garden party experience in Bowral. (but you don't get told if you're in until the Friday before! And it's on a Tuesday! Anyway, I'm going to take a couple of days in Bowral, I can work if necessary, but also do a bit of time wandering around and everything. I don't know if I can make the Saturday, when I expect most things are going to be happening, but I can leave on Sunday morning and be there for anything that happens on Sunday.
If anything happens on Sunday.
The key thrust of the Bridgerton week in Bowral is that I'd like to actually make a regency gown. At the least an evening gown, maybe a day dress, hopefully with a home-made Regency stays or corset (which, btw, are actually pretty comfortable, not the torture devices so decried by pop culture).
I have a lot of fabric suitable for such a dress, though:
In the left pic are: a two-tone cotton weave, a little stiff, but very elegant. On the right is a dupion green-black silk. Over them is a lace in green so dark it's nearly black.
Those are probably the most suitable fabrics for a Regency gown, although there's the fabric on the right - a silk chiffon in mustard/violet.
My instincts say the first pic is better - more period accurate, but there's a part of me that thinks, oh but that second fabric would be gorgeous...
Got the pinch-hit in. Got my assignment in. I think the exchange deck is cleared for the moment. So I can do some writing on my own stuff, both fic and pro.
I know what happens next in the pro, but I have to keep writing and not get bogged down in little details. I have SO MUCH TROUBLE with a first draft. (To the point where I've never completed one, because my brain is thinking 'finished draft, finished draft, this isn't right, must correct it'.)
--
Weather's dropped 10 degrees. We're suddenly in full autumn. Last night was maybe 13C and the wind blew straight through you. I know because I was waiting on train stations with inadequate wind shelters, shivering because I'd dressed for mild autumn, not chilly autumn.
What was I doing on train stations last night? Going out to Bankstown to see Dad and the steps. Viet city, and an area of town that, if Dad does the move over here, I hope he goes into.
Incidentally, if you're in Sydney, I recommend the Bankstown Hotel as a cheap-but-good accomodation. Clean, neat, newly reno'd. Bathroom was large, bedroom was actualy quite small. Bed was super-soft and Dad and the stepmum ended up sleeping on the (carpeted) floor.
And it was pretty warm inside compared with the outside (which, as I mentioned, was chilly.)
--
On the plus side, a chilly winter might see me some apricots in the garden? I need to trim the apricots and spray the fruit trees and...
Oh the garden. OH THE GARDEN. Planted out garlic the other week, in a specially prepared bed, and have covered it over so it won't get dug up by the chooks. Then planted a couple of others in other beds to see if they have a go at growing. Maybe. Maybe not.
The chooks already dug up the places where I planted root vegie seeds. AUGH. And I'm a bit late on seedlings for winter - properly sized ones that will produce. I know I should be planting them in January but I never remember until April rolls around and the weather changes.
Or I plant them early and then they get eaten or dried out or dug up by the chooks. It's never pretty.
--
Sewing is happening, but slowly. Yesterday, I did some handkerchief hemming. Haven't actually joined together the bindings for my quilts. Maybe that's for the weekend.
Today, I might do a bag for the scraps that are overflowing my scrap bin - chop a few pieces up so they're smaller and squishier, and sew a bag to put them in? I may need to pull the existing scrap bag out of the pouffle I made around this time last year.
I've also applied for a Bridgerton garden party experience in Bowral. (but you don't get told if you're in until the Friday before! And it's on a Tuesday! Anyway, I'm going to take a couple of days in Bowral, I can work if necessary, but also do a bit of time wandering around and everything. I don't know if I can make the Saturday, when I expect most things are going to be happening, but I can leave on Sunday morning and be there for anything that happens on Sunday.
If anything happens on Sunday.
The key thrust of the Bridgerton week in Bowral is that I'd like to actually make a regency gown. At the least an evening gown, maybe a day dress, hopefully with a home-made Regency stays or corset (which, btw, are actually pretty comfortable, not the torture devices so decried by pop culture).
I have a lot of fabric suitable for such a dress, though:
In the left pic are: a two-tone cotton weave, a little stiff, but very elegant. On the right is a dupion green-black silk. Over them is a lace in green so dark it's nearly black.
Those are probably the most suitable fabrics for a Regency gown, although there's the fabric on the right - a silk chiffon in mustard/violet.
My instincts say the first pic is better - more period accurate, but there's a part of me that thinks, oh but that second fabric would be gorgeous...
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