Pretty Plates

Another reason to hit thrift stores: I started collecting mismatched vintage plates for a plate rack that is in the works.  Here are a few favorites:IMG_7788 IMG_7787IMG_7834 IMG_7836 IMG_7839 IMG_7841 IMG_7844 IMG_7849 IMG_7850 IMG_7852 IMG_7853 IMG_7854 IMG_7855 IMG_7858IMG_7847 IMG_7860

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Thrift Charms

The whole world is full of creativity and talent: all these goodies were at one time dreams in the mind of their creator. I never thought I’d be a girly girl, love pink, prissy, frilly, lacy, flowery, foo foo femenine stuff. But here I am, putting together little collections of treasures I’ve picked up for pennies and launching them to stardom.  Oh, I could resell them on ebay, but not just yet.  That would be like putting an old racehorse out to pasture before it ever hit the track!  Ahhh…savor the charm and playfulness of days gone by.

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Speed Quilt!

Christmas day was fast approaching, and still I hadn’t found anything for my sister.  I was on the lookout for something just right in a thrift store, or second hand shop, or even in my house somewhere (We try not to buy NEW things for eachother..that just wouldn’t do..) But nothing had jumped out at me,  and time was running out. She too had made a pile last summer from fabrics she liked, letting me know the kind of quilt she’d prefer. But I couldn’t possibly have time for that.  Not this year.  Or did I?  I had started one of my own with larger squares.  The work goes fast when the squares are big.

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Snowflake Angels

Found these little cuties for twenty-five cents each on one of my thirft outings.  They were dying to make an appearance here on my blog, so I set them up in a few different poses…and…well…a star is born..or a snowflake..or something like that. 

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 Been adding to the vintage ornament collection too!

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Here’s wishing you many magical moments! 

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Girly Girl Fun

Since my daughter and I used to spend time creating the perfect setting for tea parties, it seemed fitting that her bridal shower be a tea party on a grand scale.  The preparations were endless, and the day turned out magical! A wonderful turnout of friends and family shared this special day, and now that it’s over, I keep grinning thinking of it: Anne with her apron and “white meat only” chicken salad. (Which was great by the way! Good job Anne.) Linda at the blender mixing some pink divine grapefruit margaritas, and Adrienne filling her pink eggs.  Everything pink and prissy and foo foo galore! I really like being a girl! 

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The Gift of Fabric!

I recently scored the Jackpot when I was granted a “have at it” over a huge selection of vintage fabric. I have been in a quilting daze ever since! Here is my first quilt top.  I fogot to take the finished photos, as it is off in a package to my neice who decided to give birth a bit early. But you get the idea..

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The Quilt Saga Con’t

I was up before the sun. With the time change, that’s not hard to do. But for me to get up while the house is dark, start some coffee, and pull out the sewing machine, something is truly amiss. But last night I decided to iron the pin job I did on the edges of the quilt and see if I could build my confidence to just finish it! The quilt is an ebay find. I lusted after it and sent the listing to Anne telling her that birthday, Christmas, Mother’s Day, or any other occation would be complete with this quilt. To my surprise, she actually bought it and brought it to me as a housewarming gift last spring!

IMG_4016It was even more beautiful in person. But I quickly realized it was a quilt top, and not a finished product. I was still thrilled, and planned to ask my talented quilting friend, Shelly, to complete it for me.  But then a twist of fate (and a new job) introduced me to another quilter.  She assured me I could finish this myself, and volunteered to help me.  She bought all the batting and backing and pins and sandwiched it for me. And I got busy tying.  The tying was fun and easy and I couldn’t wait to take the pins out.  Finally the big day arrived, and I unpinned the beauty.  Then I messed it up.  I sewed around the outside of all the ties, and was none too pleased with the result. So the quilt sat for a while. I was afraid if I finished the edges I would wreck it even further.  But one night, watching TV, I started pinning the edges together, and last night I ironed the edges where  I had pinned, and when I awoke this morning, I knew that if all went smoothly, I could finish this sucker once and for all before my first cup of coffee!  And that is just how it happened.

As I sit in the wee hours of the morning with the sewing machine rumbling, I think of my mother. I think of all the quilts on our beds when I was a kid. I think of home-made Halloween costumes.  The back yard grows lighter and lighter, while the hot air kicks out from the furnace.

I’m not much of a sewer, I think to  the woman who sewed this quilt top. I imagine she winced at the thought of it being finished on a machine. But as much as she hates the idea, she’s  grinning because her quilt didn’t end up on a garage floor somewhere, or in a box in an attic, but instead it’s adored and appreciated, even if the new owner is completely inept.

I think of the word “domestic” and I become an Indian descendant: determined to keep the traditions of his fathers alive, and preserve a way of living that is vanishing from the modern world. But it’s my mother’s tradition: the way of the home; industrious, creative, and skillful; refinishing furniture, sewing curtains, knitting socks, baking bread.

The coffee beckons as I finish up the last side. I am not thrilled with my work, but I am thrilled that it is finally finished and I can throw it over a bed.  I am also excited to finish two more quilt tops that I found over the summer.

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But mostly I am ready for coffee!

Sweaters, Sweaters, and Summer’s Still Here

Since I am spending the days by my lonesome I decided to share my morning’s adventure and do a spot of writing on my blog.  First of all, thanks to all who enjoy reading my ramblings and looking over the images I capture.  It is with sharing in mind that I take photos in the first place. It isn’t only the freezing of time, or the capture of a moment, it is also just the beauty of being able to share a simple, “Check this out!”  It is as if I have you walking down the sidewalk with me, and I’m pointing to this or that and interrupting whatever you may be thinking or doing to show you something.  Something as miniscule as a how the wild flowers are the exact same species here, but look a little different.  Yes, this I will have to show you, since my companion didn’t think so. The Queen Anne’s lace is thicker here; not as wispy as ours is in the states.

So once again, allow me to bend your ear, your eye, your attention and humor me while I sketch a portrait of a Danish morning.

                  Queen Anne’s Lace Danish style

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 I should be writing. This is what I tell myself.  I leave my room , or closet rather, so housekeeping can tidy up the place.  I go to the cafeteria-like dining room and sit with my computer and coffee and work on my story. But I can’t concentrate.  The sound of foreign sirens rings outside. (Link on right if you want to really be here with me…)

But that isn’t why I can’t concentrate.  The trouble is I have kroner burning a whole in my pocket and thrift stores I haven’t visited since June.  So after giving housekeeping a bit of time, I return to my room, ditch the computer, grab my camera and head out.  I have twice the usual distance to walk; something I would have done well to remember before loading myself up with heavy bags of winter loot! But here’s the load I carried back:

Found this funky raspberry jacket made of felt, and this quilted thing isn’t a skirt (yet). It’s a big square that I found with the scarves.  Looks like a good table cover to me.  Or maybe a skirt.

Love this big suede belt! And underneath is a fabulous long dress in a heavy tweed-like fabric! Oh, and I almost forgot this necklace I found that should look awesome with it!

                Don’t ask.  I have no idea.  But I liked it. And it was $3.

I guess I feel fall and winter coming on.  I love to collect sweaters, belts, boots, and all things warm.  But outside, it is still screaming summer. Even here in Denmark.

So there you have it.  Another day in the Old World.  Be sure you follow me if you want my blog posts to come to you automatically. And comments are cool.   Don’t be shy.  Next post I am thinking of sharing a teaser for the story I am working on.  Click like if you’re interested.