One of the issues with RV living is that I can't collect a lot of things without cluttering our space. I have a really difficult time functioning in clutter -- it doesn't just affect my productivity, but it truly affects my mood. So I admit that a lot of time I find myself using the Nook as a "temporary" drop off space for things in the RV I'm not quite ready to deal with (or don't know what to do with).
So you can imagine, when I went out and did some cleaning in the Nook last Saturday, that there was a fair amount of "stuff" with which I needed to sort and deal! My mom had given me some things (from the big move) from her mom, my Grandma Wadleigh, that she thought I might appreciate. I loved my grandma dearly, but I didn't know her as a quilter, though evidently she was quite talented.
|Grandma, Mom, Me and Baby Jocelyn (1986)|
I wish I'd been able to sit and stitch with her! As it is, this little gem will now be in the Nook . . .
Isn't it darling? Her button tin! Isn't that scrumptious? She used a tea tin -- in cheddar, no less -- for her precious button collection. We were kindred spirits, to be sure. A lift of the lid reveals more fun . . .
Look at all these buttons! Lots of dainty little button sets -- perfect for little girls (and doll) clothes! But that wasn't all. Evidently she wasn't just a quilter, but an embroiderer as well . . .
All that gorgeous floss! Hmmmm, how to put it to use?! There were bits of trim and lace pieces too. And evidently she cut out and saved pieces she liked, like this pretty brown piece:
Isn't that lovely? I also found this pretty little piece:
A darling linen handkerchief. It looks like pulled thread work. I don't know but that she didn't work that herself, too. She was incredibly talented and accomplished in so many things. One last surprise was an envelope . . .
Her templates for her quilt blocks. Hexies and dresden plate petals and diamonds, flowers, and bells. All with her handwritten notes for what they were for (and how many she needed). Even a magazine clipping of a quilt she wanted to replicate. The sweetest was the butterfly block sketched out with color suggestions and how she planned to use it. Unburied treasures, indeed! Or perhaps the proverbial "pot of gold" at the end of the rainbow?! Definitely made the 'cleanup' very worth my while!
Happy St. Patrick's Day!