Every Summer has a story
as do floral vintage faded fabrics....
The careful unpacking of my floral faded fabrics has been a longer job than I had imagined, no not because I have anywhere the amount I used to have but because I can not just unpack them. There is
the lingering over each piece that has so much beauty and age to it. I wonder at its journey that led it to me. Most of my pieces are around 80 to 100 years old in theory. 1930's to 1940's stunning paisleys and faded florals.
I wonder at the fabric that used to be a feather eiderdown and in what house and where, I marvel at the faded fabrics and all the things it was made into and re-used and re-purposed along the decades. Then before you know it 3 hours have passed by and my achievements are little … however I have had such a wonderful time doing it !
The lock down is frustrating to me as things can not be finished here and that has a knock on effect really, it is what it is but frustrating never the less. On such beautiful days I would like to be shell seeking on the beach ( although I have to drive to one now) or wandering the country side looking at the flowers and treasures that only wild woods can reveal to us. My stitching is going slowly too because it is so warm but we have nothing but time on our hands right now and it will all come together.
I wrote the first covering page of my personal journal and now I will start to unravel my thoughts as
the weeks go on. I think it will be a journey of memories that make me cry and cathartic all at the same time. It can be frightening as to what we bottle up or tuck away in our minds.A personal journal is an ideal environment in which to become. It is a perfect place for you to think, feel, discover, expand, remember and dream.
Brad Wilcox.
As I have mentioned I have been picking little flowers and have them tucked up in vintage books to press, some of these will be added to my journal I am sure …. Others will be added to a hot wax seal on an envelope that has a hand written letter within it. Some of my best friends are around the globe and they will go on a journey to hopefully brighten their day.
The task of the day here at Thimble was to sort some more boxes of a fashion. I have been peeking inside and deciding if it is for in my little sewing room inside or indeed for Threads of Time studio. As I am awaiting the carpet for the later there is no reason to unpack it to be strewn around somewhere. I keep getting distracted with little things.
I am on some what of a hunt and a personal mission to find my companion set for my log burner. I have found the stand and yes you would have thought the packers would have packed the brush, poker, tongs and shovel in the same box! … well the answer is they did not.
I know its not log burner weather here in England right now but really I keep staring at the empty stand and then go on the rummage! It is now a personal game of what will we find in this box ? and forget what is written on it because its not the case..
It will all take shape and come together I know, I have very few boxes to open until the studio is ready to un pack. I am trying to decide where all my personal stitchery is going and in which drawer etc. It is fun un packing but I must admit I wish it was all done now. I have decided on some days just to create and not worry about anything else. Today has been a bit erratic as I can not seem to settle on anything at all.
So today I am going to take it as it comes and go with the flow. I think a glass of wine in the garden early evening and home made spaghetti carbonara, and try and entice Mr Muddy beak who visits regularly here now. As the saying goes 'tomorrow is another day' and I hope to be able to have a bit more structure to it.
My stitching in my basket will get picked up again and probably my jar of hearts will grow some what as well. Until the next time, stay safe everyone and as always ….
Happy Stitching! XX
Journaling and sewing...soul restoration. 💕💕 Thank you Sarah!!
ReplyDeleteLora xoxo
Thank you Lora so pleased you enjoyed it. XX
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