Re-Discoveries

Ever since I was a young girl I have loved fabric.

It all started when I was about 10 or 11.  My mom signed me up

for a summer sewing class at our local Singer store.

That was the beginning.

I loved it.

All the tools, notions, fabrics and tricks of the trade.

I spent many happy days over several summers

 in the back of that store sitting at a sewing machine.

The first summer I didn't sign up for the lessons the ladies

in the store actually called my mom and asked where I was. 

I had found a summer job.

Life interrupted.

During my teens and early twenties I sewed very little.

After that I "re-discovered" my love of sewing several times.

The first time was the year my daughter was 2.

She told me she wanted to be a white cat for Halloween.

I made her the coolest cat outfit.

Many costumes followed.

My all-time favorites were these bunny costumes.

My kids have accused me of forcing them to be bunnies for several years in a row.

If I remember correctly, it was only 2.

I made the giant carrots from felt. Don't you love the face paint?

When my son was 3 I began to get restless

as a stay-at-home-mom but I wasn't ready to go back to work.

Re-enter my sewing machine.

I hooked up with a friend and we began travelling around

to craft shows. 

I made appliqued girls jumpers, wall hangings and Christmas stockings.

I didn't make this but it's very similar to what I did.

I never made any real money but it was sure fun.

Most importantly it gave me something to do.

For the past 15 years I have sewed mostly home furnishings for myself

and an occasional relative or friend.

I was always sewing something. 

New pillows, curtains, cushions, whatever.

Now, at another crossroads in my life, sewing has once again

 come to my rescue and given me something to do.

My most recent discovery is the world of vintage linens. I am hooked.

Antique textiles tell such a story.

I'll be sharing a few of those stories in upcoming posts.

The first one will be on...

and 

I hope your week is off to a good start.

At the moment I am in danger of slipping into a food coma.

We celebrated Fat Tuesday today.

Let's just say I celebrated a bit too much. 

Blessings to all as we enter this season of Lent.