There was surf yesterday and I really thought I was going to go surfing. But between my hip and being told to slow down, I did not go. It was probably for the best but it still does not mean it is not a bummer that I do not have all the energy I want back or that I tweaked my hip a week ago today. There will be more surf and hopefully I will be healed.
Part of this weekend was doing a few things for me. I liked my twirly skirt so much that I found another piece of fabric in my stash large enough to make another. I did have to use the grey linen as a waistband but it works. I have two more pieces of linen that I am looking at and thinking it is possible for more skirts.
I like the twirl. I like the length. I like the pockets. I look at them though and can see how they will transform as they age. Not a when will it wear out and I will be sad but when will it wear out in such a way that I can dye you. That I can add a cool patch or a bit of embroidery to the skirt. Maybe another pocket to hide a mend.
I have a Christmas present in mind for my best friend that will be similar but different. Adding a bodice to the skirt to make a dress. I am calling it a witchy dress because she can always send it back to me and I can mend it. It could become more and more her.
My Dad talks about when people only had two outfits, work and good. Good was for church, weddings, and funerals. I will never have that because I sew and I made myself so many things I really like that sit in my closet. But the idea that I can take something I really like and make it become even more as the years go on is really a cool idea.
I have been mending sweaters again. Cardigans. They have just had too much wear and some have been attacked by moths. But I would rather spend the time mending them then going shopping. It is much more restful, even online. Though there is a backpack on eBay that I am covetting. Absolutely no current need for it but it is the one I want. Oh well. That is life.