Frisian Frillies

My Brea is done. With handle, with button, still without lining, but I think I'll use this one without it (eh... in other words, I'm too lazy to cut and sow it). The braided strap can be found here: Braided strap, Emmybear Pattern: Brea Designer: Norah Gaughan And some legging socks for Hannah, she had fallen in love with some of the donated sock yarn...:

If there is one bag which is very addictive to knit (and again, and again, and again), it has to be Brea. Oh, my, I LOVE IT! And that is while knitting it in double-stranded acrylic Zeeman yarn (yes, loads of Dutchies are gasping and fainting at the moment). This is going to be a test of my knitting, sowing and putting together a bag skills, so I decided on just raiding my acrylic stash and inheritance to knit the first one (I have to get bags coordinating with ALL my outfits, of course...). I still have to hunt down a cool button, strap and fabric (we're off to the 'Kringloop', recycling store, to look for a bike for big S, but I've got ulterior motives, lol), but this pattern is a keeper! I might do the braided strap if I don't find a nice broad strap, or just use one of my old belts which I never use... Preview of where I am now!

While I'm working on Brea , some news from the allotment... Unfortunately, my tomatoes are no more... They succumbed to phytophtera, potato disease. Last week they looked gorgeous and healthy and when I got there yesterday, the leaves were all blotchy, and some of the fruit already had started to get mouldy. Luckily, I've got some plants at home, in pots, so we should get some baby tomatoes in a while... We'll see how we can prevent this next year... The carrots also wanted to tell me something: DIG DEEPER!! They'll probably be turned into carrot cake, to make up for the pain I put them through... Plans are in progress about what we're going to do next year. This Autumn, we'll be purchasing some trees and bushes, like brambles and plums, and bulbs! To put under the trees and enjoy Spring properly. I can already see it now: while we're digging away, turning the soil and sowing our crops, lovely flowers line the borders... Oh, and this was my boy this afternoo...