We are having so much fun rejoicing at Millie's birth. I've been busy with Birdie and Bug while Kelli recovers, but granny work is much easier than teacher work.
I chatted on the telephone today with my own mama. We talked of sewing and where we sew and why we don't sew. She recently completed two pillows. Yahoo, Mama! The most sewing I've done lately entailed paper buntings and the mending of Jeff's snowboarding gloves. I do allow myself to "dream sew" and here is a list (a satisfying writing exercise, don't you think?) of my projects. They will not come to completion because they really are fantasy clothes and trimmings, but unrealistic list making has always been a simple pleasure of mine.
I've never wanted to differentiate between clown clothes and people clothes, so from this pretty fabric I would make:
~one yoked skirt with satin piping in the seams
~ cotton pantaloons that peek out 2-3 inches below the hemline of my skirt
~ a poet's smock with tiny fabric covered buttons
~an apron with large pockets
With this lovely fabric:
~a blouse with a soft neck ruffle and gathered sleeves
~a sleeveless dress that buttons up the front (covered buttons again)
~a drop waist dress with a sash and big pockets
~ a button up blouse like the ones Queenie wears on Lark Rise to Candleford
~ a petticoat
~ pillowcases
~ curtains
~long, flowing gowns for my granddaughters
Isn't "dream sewing" fun? No time, no scraps, no procrastination.
The Creator fashioned some pretty amazing get ups, don't you think?
I'd like to indulge in sewing a fine seam on my 35 year old Singer Stylist. She still hums along faithfully. What would you "dream sew" today?
I will let you know if I sew something real but in the meantime, I'll offer you a cup of tea with deepest gratitude for all your sweet wishes for Millie. She is a hearty little girl and her adoring sisters love her already.
I have one more day of "day time" granny fun and then it's back to school to teach Anne Frank. We're reading the play and each period, one "actor" will win the Academy Award (a big bottle of Gatorade) and we shall cruise to Christmas when I can be a granny everyday. I can't wait.
