Standin’ in the kitchen without my britches on…

Which sounds like TMI, I know. But we got a bit of sun, which means I could use my clothes iron which pulls almost as much power as a powersaw, which means…

…I could patch a couple of new holes in my winter britches that have bugged me all week. I don’t know why this keeps happening, but begin to suspect it’s time to invest in some new heavy pants*. Hell, this time I had to cover a hole in the older patch. Of course I say that this time every year, and just settle for more patches.

Once I have the patches stuck to the pants, I fire up an audio book and start stitching. And while I was in the mood, I finished up with a bit of leathercrafting…

…a rather imperfectly sewn scope lens cap I’ve wanted to make for quite some time, out of an old leather glove. Eat your heart out, Jeremiah Johnson. 🙂

*No, those aren’t my only winter pants. Just my favorite, for some reason. Also the most heavily patched, to the point where it’s almost certainly past time to give up on them.

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3 Responses to Standin’ in the kitchen without my britches on…

  1. Paul B says:

    Real fond of Duluth trading post,s firehose pants. wear like iron.

  2. Demented Guy says:

    I just bought two pairs of dickies at atwoods for 12 dollars a pair. Seems to be a good thick denim. Might not be the best, but I buy for cheap, hope it last a few years.

  3. TS says:

    Ha! My husband’s grandmother had a saying; “ patch by patch is neighborly, patch upon patch is beggarly.”
    This is a woman who raised her family during the Great Depression and didn’t throw ANYTHING away. If she did happen to go to the county dump she would come home with more “perfectly good stuff “ than she took. 😀

To the stake with the heretic!