Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Easter dresses

One of the familiar and special things I remember about Easter at my house when I was a child was a new outfit purchased or handsewn by my mother to be worn to church on Easter Sunday. It represented newness and special worship. I have chosen to continue this tradition with my family.

Sometime shortly after the Christmas  holidays, I will choose the fabric for Charlotte's Easter dress. In this way I plan to have several months in order to sew her dress without too much hurrying around. Since her dress this year did not involve smocking and Easter was in late April, I knew it would not need to be a rushed job. The fabric was Westminister/Free Spirit.  I used a simple pattern adaption with lots of fabric in the skirt and a cumberbund.

The same pattern was sewn in silk for lovely friend's dress by her mother, my sewing friend. 




I treasure these days of girly childhood, rummaging through the lettuce patches and running through the  green grass with their dresses hiked up or tucked under their arms for ease. 

 Like all females, they instinctly make do.






a chickadee

 I have taken to afternoon walks in the fields along the side of the woodlands. Today I carried along a small pair of binoculars hoping to c...