First Saturday morning in Halifax

Saturday mornings are market mornings in Halifax.

I passed a yard sale down the street this morning and saw a sturdy picnic basket in amongst the other sundries. I walked past it, because I didn't want to have to walk back home to drop it off, but then turned around when I realised: hey, I'm going to the market, I can bring the basket with me and use it straight away. So, I went back, happily found out it was only three dollars, and bought it.

The market was exceptionally busy today. I spent far too long waiting in the crepe line and missed my chance to buy croissants.


I did, however, find all sorts of other harvest bounty and managed to fill my new basket before I left.

Sartorialist Archive

(Found here: June 28, 2007)



(Found here: June 27, 2007)

Labour Day Weekend

Drinking coffee made from lake water. A campfire made of fallen wood, burning in a rainstorm. Finding the right tree to hang food up and away from wildlife. Setting up and tearing down camp. Hiking. For hours.

(campsite 11B; campsite 10B)

"Can you hear the wolves calling?"

"No."

"They're pretty far away. You can barely hear them, but they're out there."

Jacques Cousteau's Toque

It's taken a long time to photograph the Jacques Cousteau style toque I knit Greg (a basic 2x2 rib in red wool), but he wore it this past weekend, while we were camping in Frontenac Park, and as the sun went down and it started to rain, I did, between fits of laughter.


This man is hilarious.


(J-Y C photo found here)

Favourites from the Sartorialist Archives

Perhaps against my better judgment, I've borrowed these from the Sartorialist for my own little archive of well-dressed people.


This guy was nominated as Sartorialist of the year.


(Found here: July 28, 2006)

the same dress worn three times in two weeks

Some school friends were getting married and invited the bf and I to their wedding. Greg was in the wedding party and was wearing a tux. I wanted to make a dress. After surveying my sister and two friends, I decided on a Cynthia Rowley pattern from Simplicity. I didn't like the trendy sleeve, so I made a proper short sleeve. I spent four hours trying to sew in pockets, eventually deciding to abandon them. I spent the better part of a day fussing about with the facing, eventually ripping it all out and trusting my instincts instead of the pattern instructions.



I wore it to the wedding and received a compliment from a wedding guest I didn't know. I wore it out to my goodbye roommate dinner. I plan to wear it again to a party later this week.



A good choice, I'd say.

Remade

I really liked my Mimi & Marge necklace, but I didn't like it as a pendant. So, I asked my clever friend Melissa- who is an artist, a jeweler and a musician- if she could change it for me. She kindly agreed.

She replaced the chain, and when she returned it, she returned my chain with a lapis charm that she'd made during a session teaching at the shop she works at.



She gave me both at dinner the other day, which was the first time we'd seen each other since her band's CD release and their cross-country tour. They're on a short break and then back on the road again in the next couple of weeks. I plan to make something to give to her when they make a Halifax stop in October.