Sounds of Bobbins

With apologies to Simon and Garfunkel

Hello Torchon, my old friend

I’ve come to work with you again

Because the rhythm softly beating

Of bobbins parting and then meeting

And the vision of a pattern in Continue reading →

Beginning Binche

I needed a new lace project
To challenge my poor brain
And forget about the worries
This crazy world has found again.

Some very clever ladies
Had designed some festive cheer
In the form of tiny motifs Continue reading →

Oldies

I’m normally a social girl
I love to meet my mates
But lately with the virus here
We can’t go out the gates.

You see, we are the ‘oldies’ now
We need to stay inside
If they haven’t seen Continue reading →

The lacework now is finished,
The piece is on display.
But now the bobbins in the box
Have thread too good to throw away.

It seems a crime to throw it out
Could it make another mat?
But no, I Continue reading →

Tatting in my Pocket

A Die Hard Tatter

I am a die-hard tatter
My fingers never stop
With tatting in my pocket
I’ll tat until I drop

I am a die-hard tatter
With shuttles everywhere
If there’s no tatting in my pocket
I can Continue reading →

UFOs

Beginners

It caught my eye right from the start
“Come and see me, come and see!”
A pillow full of thread and sticks
All tossed so gleefully.
The lace maker looked up and smiled
“It’s quite simple dear, you see. Continue reading →

When I’m an Old Lady, I’ll live with each kid
And bring so much happiness…just as they did.
I want to pay back all the joy they’ve provided.
Returning each deed! Oh, they’ll be so excited!
(When I’m an old Continue reading →

Some people knit wool into blankets
Some crochet with treble and chain
Some people cut lovely new fabric
Just to sew it together again.

But me, I like to use bobbins
And weave patterns in thread without fear.
And if Continue reading →