Friday, August 8, 2014

a dress for me

It is a treasured fact that I was born into a family of seamstresses. There were years that my mother and grandmother would literally sew my entire wardrobe, dresses, pajamas, coats, whatever was needed to clothe my growing body. 

I started sewing clothes for Charlotte over ten years ago, beginning with the intrinsic bishop dress,  this stemming from the simple truth of my addicted infatuation with smocking. Then I began sewing yoke dresses to smock, and I would continue to sew  annual Easter dresses, and to enjoy creating the fun summer dresses, with things such as yo-yo's, and loving the embellishment of embroidery on some, and the addition of a cross-stitched belt on a simple fall dress.

But this summer of 2014, my repertoire of sewing skills have expanded to my own wardrobe. 

This dress was worn to my Biscuit Bar Brunch and received many compliments from the ladies, which is the best form of reward in any endeavor to my way of thinking.

I am currently reading a book that simmers in my soul, every morning's dose taken in small portions. Jean Fleming was recommended by a friend; she is also the author of A Mother's Heart and Feeding the Soul, both of which I think would be excellent to add to your reading lists.

I am loving that In the Heart of the Home has revisited needle and thread once again. Please come and join along with us, sharing what you are reading and how a needle and thread are woven into the pattern of your day. It is the closest thing to show and tell since childhood!

at the shore cum amica mea

So it was that on Thursday afternoon we headed out to the beach, two young girls (Charlotte and her friend), me and my friend, and Rancher, ...