Wild Oats Part One

I have been living in the sewing basket lately, for Love and money:

the Kid's winter coat

My friend Elf's coat, he's a dapper mountain man

And my friend Elf's pants, because he's also an earthbender

these pants nearly kicked my ass, I tell ya. Never thought I'd get then done

Kimono for the Kid

The big Boro blanket has become all-consuming to the point that it warrants its own post; stay posted.

every stitch a delightful waste of time

Reworked my Dad's old moccasins (After and Before) into the Houseshoes of Slack,

to which he responds:

"Those shoes !
Resurrected !
Formerly a work of the most cheaply paid coolies, now transformed into a work of art that reminds me of the ancient skills of dedicated artisans who built and painted the great pyramids, the Roman colossus, engineered the worlds' first telescope with delicate, precise curvatures to match the natural state of the earth within a galactic state of magnification - yes - all this you've accomplished by rejuvenating the humble moccasin, transforming them into a wonderful kaleidoscope of colours in binding and decoration. The wearer of these coverings would be the envy of every right-thinking bipedalian. Nice work !"

The hairy parts of the moccasins got repurposed further into a finger tab for the kid's new bow.
New, as in she got it for Christmas.

Winter Coats

This is a tradition I greatly enjoy. I've always, thankfully, been able to afford to buy my child clothes, but making them just feels so much more right.
This first one was inspired by Proverbs, the Woman of Noble Character - "In the Snows, she Does Not Fear for Her Family, for they are clothed in Scarlet"

it's a tiny thing, for a tiny person. She called it her "goke", with her tiny voice.

a Sweater from the following year, New Zealand wool and American acrylic. No it's not a Mercedes symbol.

The Blue Kimono coat & detail of machine embroidery

Pink Woolen Elephants!

He's not real ivory; i carved him from part of a beef bone. Mom gets them from the butcher & the dogs leave them lying all around, looks like a dinosaur burial ground.

This one

has a vent at the back for a horse. Riding lessons were a big hit until the trotting stage - too much bouncing, no brakes.

This was not one of her favorites but she still managed to wear off most of the buttons.

Last year's coat used to be a blanket.

This year's coat under construction. The trick to making it warm is to pad it so thickly that the child is unable to move its arms.

Done! Might have to add more buttons...