Busy Making Aprons!

I'm busy making aprons... designing, making patterns, cutting and sewing.

After I draw an apron, I like to cut out a little paper apron to see what it will look like... (I think I should be designing clothes for paper dolls?)

Sometimes it is easier for me to cut stuff out than draw it.

 Rather appropriate

to use a pot lid

to mark the curve?

The fabric is laying on
freezer paper
that I am marking
to make a pattern.

Well, back to work... I'm sewing this together.
The pink is an apron backing.

3 eggs today.
The snow is mostly gone. Rain tomorrow.

Aprons From The 1950's

Aprons! I found these two cute little aprons that I think are from the 1950's rolled up in a box and I'm going to wash them up and keep them with my chicken aprons.

And use them. That's the deal I have with myself... I can keep stuff if I use it.

The aprons were the lucky ones. Lots of things were destroyed to a greater or lesser extent by the actions of mice. Ick. Yuk. Although, that did make it easy to tell what to toss.

I do confess it is not that easy to decide to get rid of things. I can always think of uses for stuff and I dither over what to keep. Sometimes I have to leave things sit for a day and then I can come back and put them in the Goodwill box.

Somehow, who we are seems to get all mixed up with the stuff we keep and getting rid of stuff makes it feel like getting rid of little bits of your life or self. Well, it can feel that way to me.

I have to keep my mantra in mind:

"keep the memories and get rid of the clutter."

The storage building is mostly cleared out now and my porch doesn't have very much room for the chickens or anything else because it is covered with boxes that need going through. Clouds are supposed to be here by Sunday so I need to clear this stuff before it rains. Tomorrow I have to get busy filling up the pickup and filling boxes for Goodwill!

I still have large things to move outside to take to Goodwill like old doors and heavy boxes of old tile. Stuff like that that has been around for eight years or more and needs to go.

Morgan and the chickens keep trying to follow me around as I carried boxes, but they finally gave up and went to hang out in cooler spots. The chickens went under the house and Morgan went to lay in the shade where she could watch me. And I suppose wonder what I was doing.

There is still a bad smell coming from the feed shed. Kristine thinks maybe the chicken we thought the fox got really went in the shed and died. Maybe? Or a skunk is living there? Morgan isn't very interested in investigating the shed, so I really don't know and I really don't want to find a dead chicken or?

Kristine and I smell forest fire smoke, but we can't find out where it is coming from. Maybe it is blowing this way from the Vernon fire near Yosmite Valley? Hope there is nothing closer.

Kristine brought home dinner! 

Peek at the Past

The chickens lost their basket.

(August 24, 2009)

[7 eggs today]

~:>

Smiles