My New Office Space

As I mentioned a few weeks ago, I’ve been working on a huge office redecoration. It’s more than that really though. I had an “office” in the smallest upstairs bedroom that I never ever used. It was too small, there was no space to work in, and too far away from both the kitchen and the family room, which is the heart of our home and where my children always are (and want me to be). It was essentially a storage room, but completely unorganized – to the point where I could barely walk in the room anymore. My computer is down in the rear part of our large family room, and my work desk was the kitchen table, so every night I had to clear the current project off so we could eat dinner.

Several years ago we had architectural plans drawn for an office for me along with a desperately needed new garage, but when the bids came in they were so expensive and over budget that we dropped the plans. However, we went into the exercise with the intent to do the renovation, so when I came across some vintage industrial furniture that was exactly what I wanted for my office, I bought it. The store that I bought it from kindly stored the pieces for me for almost 2 years, but they finally called for a delivery date a few months ago. Having no “office” to put the pieces in, I had them delivered to my (still) dilapidated garage. Sigh.

A few weeks ago I couldn’t take it anymore . Jim was away for the weekend, so my friend Cyrena and I, by ourselves, hauled two of the 3 very heavy pieces out of the garage, around the house (in the snow), and into the rear of the family room. That is the reason I’ve been wearing a wrist brace for the past few weeks in any photos – my poor old body just wasn’t up to such a task anymore. Sigh again.

The desk on the right is a reproduction of a french postal workers desk, and the built-in stool swings out. The desk on the left was already in the space, but I moved it from the other side of the room. It holds all kinds of printer papers underneath, and a lot of my craft patterns and files are neatly stored above now.

My desk was always in that spot and the dog's crate was always next to me. The metal glass doored cabinet to the left is new, and now holds a lot of my fabrics and yarns, neatly organized and labeled, in wire baskets. The piece on top is an old scale, and the chicken we got years and years ago on our honeymoon.

In front of the french doors at the back of the room we had a round table and chairs that were purchased to be a family game table, but was rarely used. I wanted a table that could replace the kitchen table as my workspace – one that I could leave projects on until completed. I looked and looked all over for an appropriate work table, but in our very expensive area of the country, couldn’t find anything that wasn’t very, very expensive. I really wanted a metal-topped table, and in the end I finally made my own. I absolutely love the way it came out, and will post that as my next Crafts post.

I didn't make the industrial metal and wood cart that forms the base of this new worktable, but I made everything else. It's a zinc topped table that I with a nailed edge treatment.

My new desk almost fills the space where the french doors are. leaving just enough space for one of my vintage dress forms. I think we've used those doors once in 15 years of living here, so it wasn't a concern to block them. My folk art collection was always up on that high shelf. The bookshelves got completely cleaned, reorganized by category, and many books were donated to a local book charity.

My old “office” upstairs still needs some serious work done to it to get that cleaned up. But, it’s a great start. I didn’t change the square footage of how the room had been laid out before, just reconfigured it so that the entire back area was my work space and not just a piece of it, so nobody else in the family feels that they got “pushed” out and has no place of their own because of it.

That’s about it. I did a ton of work, but there’s a ton more to do,

All Saints Co., Limited

While in Manhattan tonight with my sister we came across a new store in SoHo called All Saints Co., Ltd. that had the most amazing displays of old Singer sewing machines, knitting and weaving machines and other industrial machines I don't know who designed the space in this store, but it was amazing. Oh, and they also had great clothes.

A Lovely Wall

I was in a beautiful part of New York state with my friend Lorraine today and we came across this gorgeous stone wall with a door in it. I would have loved to see what beautiful things lay beyond it.

Camel Lips

I love camel's lips. Have you ever felt any? They are the softest, squishiest things on earth.

Punchneedle Brick Doorstop


Punchneedle Embroidery is probably my favorite form of needlecraft. While I used to do needlepoint, I found it boring, expensive and they took so darned long to finish. I don’t know how I stumbled upon this form of needlework, but it’s quick, much less expensive than needlepoint, easy, and portable. I love doing large punch needle as well, which is similar to rug hooking in the way it turns out (but much easier), but the larger style is much less portable. And, since I don’t watch TV, I find the times I’m actually sitting at home with nothing for my hands to do is pretty rare.

I’ve made tons of different things with purchased patterns of punch needle designs, and made quite a few patterns of my own, but was getting bored (that happens easily to me) with all the usual patterns, I wondered about a brick doorstop pattern. They were always my favorite kind of needlepoint pattern because the end product was something really useful – I am not the “needlepoint pillow” kind of person – but everybody has a door that won’t stay open sometimes. I had never seen a pattern for one on any of the sites I’ve typically ordered patterns from (see my “I Like” menu and go to Favorite blogs and Websites subcategory Favorite Craft Websites for a list of good internet sources), so I decided to make my own.

I measured one of my old needlepoint bricks to get the proper dimensions, and then made the design. I loved the artwork I purchased on Etsy for the signs for my chicken coop and goat house, so I used those as a starting point, and worked it until I got a design I loved.



Now punch needle is a fast needle craft compared to needlepoint, but this took me forever to finish it seemed. That said, I only work on it when I’m in a meeting or waiting for my kids at the train station to get home from school (they commute to school on the train). So all in, at best I worked on this about 2-1/2 hours a week, and I didn’t keep track of how long this took me to finish. Now that it’s finished though, I love it!






It also gave me a great opportunity to try and finish a brick doorstop myself. Whenever I’d finished a needlepoint one I brought it back to the needlepoint store to finish, and let me tell you it cost a small fortune to have done. Now I’m sure it’s a little more complicated with needlepoint canvas, and I suspect you have to perhaps put an iron-on interfacing to the back to stabilize the mesh or something, but I think you could do this with a needlepoint brick canvas as well. Punchneedle is worked on a plain fine cotton fabric, so this was easy to work with and sew.

The "working" side of punchneedle is the back.

And this is the finished side, or the "front".

I joined all four corners and sewed them together on my machine with a small straight stitch.

With all 4 corners joined to form the "box" for the brick.

I pressed the corners, trimmed the excess fabric and then sewed one long and both short excess seams down right at the base of the rectangle to hold them down flat. You

I sewed a wool felt piece onto the loose flap that would be the bottom of the doorstop. You'll also need quilt batting and a brick. (I got mine out in my yard, washed it well and let it dry for a few days before using it.)

Stick your brick into the piece and see how much padding you're going to need. I wish my brick had been slightly bigger so I didn't have to pad mine quite as much as I did.

Cut batting the width of the brick both lengthwise and crosswise and wrap the brick both ways so all ends are padded. Technically speaking the bottom should only have like 1 or 2 layers of batting and the top and sides should have more, but it was late and I was really tired so I just wrapped around the bricks and now I have a nice squishy bottom too!

Fold over the wool felt bottom flap and tuck into the sides. Pin in place and sew closed with a needle and thread.

Finished Brick

Miniature needle punch embroidery has been around for a very long time. Ancient Egyptians were among the first to employ this technique by using the hollow bones of birds’ wings as needles. The technique was used throughout Europe during the Middle Ages, often to elaborately decorate ecclesiastical clothing and panels. In modern times, it has been associated with embroidery work done by Russian immigrants belonging to a religious sect called The Old Believers.

During the reign of Peter the Great in the 17th century, the Russian Orthodox Church was going through a period of change. A new leadership made reforms, mostly to worship rituals, that some rejected. Those opposed to modernization split from the church. They were severely persecuted, first by the reforming leadership, then by the Tsars. These Old Believers were scattered into remote areas of Russia and around the world. Some settled in America. There are several clusters in the U. S., but the largest concentration of ‘Old Believers’ in the United States is near Portland, OR. In some ways, they are like the Amish. They stay mostly to themselves, and reject many things in modern culture.

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Texas Hill Country Cows

I don't think most people would guess that I took this photo in early December in Texas. When my sister and I were there this past December the desperately needed rain they were getting put a bit of gloom on my picture taking and some sightseeing, but it provided the most breathtaking drive through the Texas Hill Country. Bright green new grass and gently rolling hills - simply stunning. These cows were enjoying the first green grass they've tasted in quite awhile I'd guess.

Rocky

I know you're probably sick of all my rooster pictures, but I can't help it. Rocky is just SO handsome.

And We Have a Winner

I had 15 entries in the naming contest for my poor injured Barred Rock hen. The random number generator I used gave me a number of 3, so the winner of the set of linoleum print chicken cards is Leilani over at Tales of a Clyde Woman  I’m waiting for her to send me her address so I can send her a set of my linoleum print chicken cards. Congratulations Leilani! While she had a cute story full of fond memories in her suggestion comment, her final recommendation was the name Cheena, after a favorite cuddly chicken she had growing up. Thanks to everyone for participating and for some great name choices. I think I’m going to keep a running list of names to pick from and I’ll stick all of them on there – except maybe the Wok and Roll that Cyrena submitted.

Well, Cheena, I’m afraid to say, is still showing no signs of improvement in the injured leg. I didn’t end up taking her to the vet – probably because I don’t want to hear what they’re going to tell me. So, she continues to live in a crate, but has been coming out to socialize. My husband’s brilliant idea of propping her between two pillows seems to be working quite well. She was watching a taped episode of Glee with the kids the other afternoon.

And an odd phenomenon i’ve figured out is she will only eat if someone is petting her. As soon as you stop petting her, she stops eating – like having an injured chicken in your house isn’t time-consuming enough – this one is completely spoiled.


And sometimes I’ll just prop her up and she’ll happily sit there while I puts around the house.


Here she is watching some stupid show the kids were watching today. I guess when your life is suddenly reduced to living in a crate and being unable to walk, watching TV is pretty great.


I know I’m going to have to deal with the reality of the situation here pretty soon, but I just can’t do that quite yet. Maybe after the weekend.

Rocky was looking for her today.

And this silly thing thought she’d go and finally face her fears and talk to Beyonce.


But I think when she finally got ip close and saw how big she was she chickened out. Ha! Get it…chickened out.

Italian Flowers

I've been to Italy three times and the vivid colors and friendly people will never grow old.

Barred Rock Mid Flight

I love this photo. I caught one of my Barred Rock chickens jumping down from the birdhouse she's been standing on. The contrast between the in-focus birdhouse, the flying chicken and the trees and sky in the background just appealed to me.