Saturday, April 24, 2010

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Baby Bib

A supercute, easy and fast baby bib. I 'll try to translate it's pattern into English so I can post it here later.

Heart Dishcloth pattern

This is another pattern I've made myself.

And here goes the finished project picture:

Milo and me!

I Just wanted to show you my latest picture...
                 And this cute little thing is Milo, my baby dog!

Chochet Fillet Pentacle

I have created this pattern with a pentacle. It's size will deppend on the yarn and the hook you'll use... I've made it using a large rustic yarn and a hook number 6 (in Brazil), it's one of the biggest. I can't remember for sure because it's been sometime, but It seems the final measures were 50 cm x 50 cm.
I started making 133 chain plus 3 to loop. Then I made 2 other chan and a double chochet in the 8th chain to form a small square, then repeated 2 chain and one double crochet until I've made 44 small squares. The black blocks represents four double crochet...
It's my first time trying to write and explain a pattern in English, so please forgive me if it's not understandable... I'll try to learn more of it for the next times.

And here's a picture of the finalized project.

Sunday, April 11, 2010

A sad weekend for my family

After 8 years fighting against cancer, my aunt Lucia died. She was at the hospital since the Good Friday and she was very weak due to a pneumonia. Then a couple of days ago she got in coma and Saturday 3:00 pm she died.
We were already expecting that, but it doesn't make the situation easier. She was a wonderful woman, a strong warrior, a heroine. She never got married and never had kids, but she was a mother to all her younger brothers and sisters and to most of her nephews and nieces.
She was a pioneer. When she was young she came from the countryside to Porto Alegre city, started working sewing clothes and with her first salary she brought to the city her parents and all his brothers and sisters. Most of what our family is we owe to her.
When I was eleven and my father left my mother, my aunt helped my mother to raise me.
When I was with depression, a couple of years ago, aunt Lucia helped me with her words of strenght...
I remember when I was a little kid, she was the most wonderful aunt a little girl could wish. She gave me some of the best gifts I've ever got and some of them weren't material things.
What makes me feel a little better is to remember a couple of weeks ago, when I visited her at home, I told her I loved her. And she answered she loved me too.
I hope now there's a heaven where she can rest in peace. I hope there's a God who'll receive her with open arms. And most of all, I hope someday we can meet again. 

This is the place where she was burried.