Part of our holiday was spent staying with a long standing and treasured friend in a beachside suburb of Sydney. It was a wonderful time but also an unseasonably cold, wet and windy one, so there was more walking than swimming and more knitting time than I anticipated. The plants along that coast are just perfect for basketry. Or in my case, string making. Here, dianellas growing right by the sea.
Here, a garden that could not have been planned with more care if landscaped by basket weavers. For the first time ever, I made string from pandanus leaves, while a bunch of us did a long cliff top walk. Just glorious! I gave it to one of our lovely companions immediately she commented on it. First she tried it as a necklace, and then she settled on adding it to her rather gorgeous hat. Those orange parts are the base of the leaf… she liked them, and clearly they fit with her hat’s colour scheme
I also made string with cordylines from here and there, picked up on walks, beginning when we were on the Mornington peninsula staying in a place with immensely long leaved cordyline. I tried twining pieces of shell and coral picked up on the beach into the string (successfully! I will do that again)… I taught someone else to make string. I gave string away. I left string in people’s homes to be found later. I made string while sitting, chatting and walking. I came home festooned with string.
Then one night after we arrived home I was playing guitar and the string was very much in the way. So I gave away all the looser string on my wrist and now I have just this left as a holiday memento.