I got Clare to take a photo of me in my wrap around tunic that I sewed up at Sewjourn.
Piebald hair (I am growing out the dye) and overgrown garden.
The pattern comes from Ottobre Woman 2/2007, the wraparound tunic with the wrap dress collar and no sleeves. I made armhole facings. I had a piece of really nice black wool crepe from the oppy (ages ago) and this configuration is what fitted the fabric. Sleeveless has turned out quite versatile: with T-shirts under, long-sleeved and short-sleeved and, last night womanning stalls at the twins' Twilight (school) Fair, with a cardigan over. This has turned out to be a really good pattern. The only adjustment I've made is to lengthen the bodice so it wraps at where my waist would be if I had one. All the fitting is achieved by tightening or looseneing the tie strings. I have made this pattern as a dress in a knit fabric - good, but after many washings it stretched out of shape, I've made it as a long-sleeved tunic from a firm double knit fabric - still going strong. The wool crepe works brilliantly. Firm, but with a bit of "give". I have an op-shopped piece in mid blue which I'll make into another sleeveless tunic...eventually. Note to self: have a photo taken first thing in the morning, before I look all tired and dishevelled.
As for myxamatosis, the rabbit-specific virus introduced to Australia in 1950 as a biological control of the rabbits that were literally overrunning the southern half of Australia. Apparently a new, more virulent, form has been intruduced.
Hootie enjoying orange gelato. But look at the eye. Not wide open and sparkly as usual.
Hmm...Sheryl rabbit died last week, out of the blue. Now Hootie rabbit is obviously sick. After googling "Symptoms of Myxamatosis" I think Sheryl was afflicted with the peracute form, where death occurs within two days. Poor Hootie appears to be afflicted with the form that takes about two-and-a-half weeks to death. Not fair. I have primed Clare about the "quick-neck-break" demise of rabbits (courtesy of Roger, or maybe me). Most likely I'll take Hootie to the vet for the green needle. Then I will dig another hole! Can only be good for the trees to be planted.
Stump digging and removing has informed me, big time, that I've aged. I dig, mattock and shovel...and realise that I need to rest after such activity. Last time I did such intense hole digging etc was 1996/1997 when I first planted trees at this place.
Addendum: I've just realised this post was in "draft" from a week ago. Message to self: Pay attention. The bit in the last post about Hootie-rabbit may make more sense now.