Our buddy next door really wants us to come out and play. He can be very insistent. First he comes to the side door and cries pitifully. Then he goes to the back door and barks. Finally he comes up on the porch and stares through the living room window. A chocolate lab can be very hard to ignore. There are those big, sad, brown eyes. Not to mention the snow-covered face.
We're resisting his charms, however, because it's time to get busy around here. I've got a car load of stuff to take to the thrift store - I so want to have a pretty, well-organized work space. And I've got a lot of stuff I said I'd sell after the holidays. I'm looking forward to updating my Etsy shop. Doing eBay listings, not so much, but that's what I need to do today. I'm easing into it with apron patterns.
I've seen a lot of feedsack in my day, but none that I recall liking as much as this. I think I need to keep it at least a little longer.
I've seen a lot of apron patterns, too, but there's something on this one that I don't remember seeing before.
A note about the size of feedsack required to make the apron. That one line is enough to get me thinking about farmhouse kitchens and chickens and the scent of homemade bread. About my great-grandparents and how Nanny sent Pap-pap to the feed store with a list of what feedsack prints she needed for her sewing projects. Did she wake up in the morning, thinking how great it was that she lived on a beautiful farm with fresh eggs waiting to be gathered and fabric ready to be stitched into aprons and housedresses?
Well, probably not. That was her everyday life. But I think for the most part she appreciated it. And really, given the fact that my work sometimes involves old apron patterns and pretty fabric, I should be pretty happy, too.
After you decide you don't want that feedsack, please- send it my way! I SO need a new apron, just like the one you showed. The one I made 15 yrs. ago (like the pictured one) is totally stained from making lard and frying food. You make my day! Thanks!
Posted by: Kat | January 04, 2012 at 01:00 PM
That is a lovely feedsack! What a wonderful apron it would make.
Posted by: Linda @ A La Carte | January 04, 2012 at 02:55 PM
I love the feedsack too!! When I think of aprons I think of one my nana had... she called it her gathering apron. It was made out of Pop's old shirt, faded blue, and buttoned up on the sides so you could carrying things in it. She put veggies and eggs "gathered".
Posted by: chris mckinley | January 04, 2012 at 03:38 PM
That feed sack and that pattern need to be together, whether they ever get made up or not!!
Our Grandmothers paid the price for that bucolic life with their hard work. So many things they had to do "the old fashioned way" but what I really envy is I don't think they had to work their brain as hard as we do today. There was a lot of information in their world but they weren't drinking it from a fire hose like we do now.
Posted by: Kathy | January 04, 2012 at 04:22 PM
I am so torn...that face or the fabric. I think I should have to let him in and then play with them both! What a gorgeous choice. Isn't life grand! Smiles...Renee
Posted by: Renee | January 04, 2012 at 07:58 PM
I've always wondered if someone came home from the feedstore with more flour or corn meal or whatever because they wanted the sack more than what was inside it.
In other matters, I think I'm going to start selling on ebay again after several years of being away from it. Please tell me they haven't changed a thing since then.
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