Friend or Foe?
As much as I love this flower... the vine is enough to drive anyone crazy. I had a hybrid that I actually paid money for many years ago. I couldn't understand why it was so expensive.
The first thing to come with me into my new space is my cup of jo.
A Wedding Story
The heart came first in this story.
Bill made this heart for me before we were married. It was one of the first things he ever gave me. It has seen a lot of years between then and now and acquired some nicks and scratches.
The moon and star were made from a piece of Koa wood that a long time friend sent to us from Hawaii as a wedding gift while she was vacationing.
It did not take long for Bill to know exactly what to do with this wood.
They were done before our wedding day.
Part of our wedding ceremony was to honor the matriarchs of both sides of our family. We did this by offering our mothers baskets containing items that were symbolic of what we planned on
bringing to this union of families.
Since my mother passed away many years ago, this honor was given to my "Meema".
Elizabeth Jarmen Farley
Of the many different items that we placed in each basket, Bill secretly placed
the moon and star in Meema's basket without me knowing.
I found out when she expressed her gratitude & appreciation for the artwork.
I was floored...
However, this IS why I married him.
After my grandmother passed away and the sale of the farm...
these pieces found their way back to me...
It All Begins Here
Everything Has A Place
Up till now most of my fabric has been in totes outside in the workshop. Not very convenient or accessible. This should absolutely help me be more productive in the sewing department and certainly more motivated.
All At Arms Length
Because my studio is such a small space.
Bill made a table that folds down. So it could be folded down and put out of the way when it wasn't being used.
I had used this for my all-in-one work table because I didn't have another work space that was convenient.
I must admit though ... I found myself using the kitchen table most of the time. This really wasn't an ideal workspace. I had to constantly rearrange the space just to start work and then transform it back into a kitchen table when I was done. This did not work well when i needed to leave pieces to dry. I would have to go to another part of the house or outside to dry.
So when I did use the table for paint projects, I had to be sure that the table was clean before I could lay out any fabric to cut or iron. This was not always so easy to do.
Right now this area is being used as a stopping place. Items that have no place to go yet or just have not been put away.
A Place for Gourds
The other day I had a random conversation with a perfect stranger... imagine that?
Some how we got on the subject of bees.
She expressed her passionate dislike for these winged creatures. And I of course... being "me" tried to point out the upside of these regal pollinators. She did not share my appreciation. And there was no swaying her from this opinion.
Then she shared with me that she is DEATHLY allergic to them.
On The Third Day
Thank Google for spell check!
Oh, Happy Day!
they would not be nearly as happy as they are nor would I if not for some ...
and I don't mean these metal ones my husband made for me...
I love you , my soul sista!!!!
Digging in the dirt does the soul good. Thank you Robin for the CPR!