I haven't been idle even if I haven't been a good blogger, and came across this little needlecase when I was having a clear out the other day. It came from my mother and I think may even have belonged to her mother. It is almost threadbare and could be made of silk.
Some of the needles inside are the smallest and finest I have ever seen and still usable, though quite a few are slightly rusted and need a rub down with some fine sandpaper.
It would be nice to know how old it is - my grandmother died in 1966 so it is definitely well over 60 years old and could be as much as 100 years old I suppose. Such a tatty little object but a precious little treasure.
In between gardening - showers permitting - and clearing things out, I have been knitting. Some years ago I found I had a lot of odd balls of wool some of which were really nice yarn. I didn't want to get rid of them so decided to make a garment from them. I played around with a pattern to create a sort of longline sweater which didn't turn out the way I wanted and it languished in the back of the wardrobe for ages. I unpicked it recently and using a different pattern I have reknitted it into a jacket style cardigan. I am on the second sleeve so not far to go now and if it turns out well I might treat myself to some really nice yarn to make a smarter cardigan. The colour is richer than it appears here - think royal blue plus dark moody blues and a few lighter areas.
If I don't get back into the habit of blogging on a regular basis I shall be in danger of forgetting how to upload photographs!