Today we're stitching G in our Alphabet Pincushions stitch-a-long...
The pincushion this week is long and skinny and I chose an old Flower Sugar fabric to give it a lovely 1930's look which is very different from the elegance of last Friday's F pinnie.
I'm pretty sure our grandmothers would have liked this sitting in their sewing baskets...although they'd probably prefer a dress or apron in that sweet green floral print and perhaps their initial sewn onto a pocket.
Mmm, wonder what my Nana would have preferred? All three I'd say!
My finished G pinnie measures 2¼" wide by 6¼" long, and has some old-style decorative white lace hand-sewn along the ditch between the fabric and the embroidery block.
I added a looped tag of cotton lace at the top too, 'just because'.
The long narrow shape of the pincushion is lovely to hold, very easy to move from place to place, which made me think I'll revisit this pattern in future for gift giving.
The G has been embroidered mostly in backstitch but you can see I've added a curve of chain stitch into the top and bottom sections of the G as well.
The flower, stem and leaves are done in backstitch but the centre of the flower is a lovely bundle of colonial knots because I love how they add texture to a small design.
The pattern is free until November 2nd.
The links to the free F pattern are in this blog post.
Missed A to E?
They are available as a set for $2 here in my shop.
As I mentioned the other day, when I was sewing the G pincushion it became evident that my sewing room layout in the new home wasn't working as I'd hoped. Fact is, you can plan something to look nice and think it is going to be wonderfully workable for you, but then discover upon use that a few tweaks are needed after all.
So I swapped the cutting table and the sewing machine around on the corner table and that's much easier to play with...
...and then I made an ironing station because there's only one double power point in the whole room and it's not easily accessible if I use the large ironing board and stand it in the middle of the sewing room.
Fortunately I had an old school desk top Mr E had brought home last year, a metre of Insul-brite heat resistant batting purchased on sale early this year and never used, a lovely long length of very old Tilda fabric for the 'cover', and that small chest of battered drawers I'd previously had under the window (see last Friday's post)
The smaller chest of drawers which holds machine threads and all sorts of sewing notions has been moved under the window now, as well as one of our dining chairs which does not fit in the living/dining room. Until my beloved builds some wall shelving above the corner table they offer somewhere to put things.
The weather is really warming up in the tropics now but my sewing room is the coolest place in the house and has the best natural light so I'm a very happy girl.
Another 'room' which has been completed here of late is my pantry. It's a funny thing because if you were in our home you'd see that it's not in the kitchen but rather adjacent to it, and it's a large rectangular structure right in the middle of the house that also holds a small linen cupboard on the opposite side (which needs a makeover and my husband is intent of doing that before year's end).
The pantry is long and narrow and it's the best one I have ever had, the upside being it's really mine and not belonging to a rental.
Normally I would house most of my ingredients in large glass jars but over the past year or so my right wrist has become very painful under stress and lifting produce laden glass jars off shelves of all heights took a toll - so Blossom is taking the jars for her own pantry and I went shopping for plastic containers that would fit inside the shelves of mine.
Here's top to bottom...
My large appliances, teapots and good china are stored here too and there is no clutter at all.
Even Mr E can find things because I've labeled every container...
When I priced labels on line they were simply out of my budget as I needed more than 70 so I visited our friendly Officeworks store and bought medium pink labels and small blue labels that I could print myself.
The labels all up cost me less than $20 and an hour of my time last Sunday afternoon, plus I have plenty left over for future needs .
Now everything is labeled, even the spices, and I love how organised my pantry is!
The other night when hubby went looking for his Milk Arrowroot biscuits I smiled to myself because he didn't have to ask 'where', didn't have to hunt through containers or shelves...he just read the labels and found what he wanted.
Bonus all 'round.
Slowly this house is taking on our style, our ideas, our plans. It's a work in progress and one we don't need to hurry through.
Something that has really struck me since we moved in 19 days ago is how differently I think here.
In case you don't know, we have moved 23 times in 27 years, across 5 states and territories, 12 cities/towns and 23 homes which included two tiny cabins in the mountains.
We've lived in a large capital city, medium cities, small country towns, and even a tiny remote town with a population of just 22 people.
All of those homes were rental. All of those houses were made to look like we lived there by how we decorated, how we displayed what we owned, by what we'd made, the photos we placed strategically on certain pieces of furniture and by what was important to us that we and others could see. We'd always been limited in some way - can't hang anything on the walls, can't change the garden, the paint or the fixtures. So our temporary housing was still someone else's house but that decision to spread our familiar things around (in as familiar a way as we could) helped us gain a sense of home.
When we moved here last month, into our first ever purchased home, I thought I'd follow the same routine and decorate with all our familiar things, my handmade embroideries on the walls (which we could now bang a nail into) and collected ornaments from years past placed lovingly on the same furniture pieces as they always had been. I thought I'd surround myself with the kitchen things that have always given me joy and perhaps add a new colour to two.
But that's not what has happened because this is not someone else's house we're renting for a temporary period of time. This is our forever on earth HOME and does not need us to 'dress it up' with all we have to gain some sense of familiarity.
That epiphany took my breath away.
What a paradigm shift to my thinking!
So as I sit here typing away today, I look around and there's still not much on the walls, because we don't as yet know what we want hanging there. We have empty indoor planter pots because we're not sure which plants we'd like to have in the cool corners of each room. The kitchen is clear and uncluttered because I'm still acquainting myself with it's layout and don't yet have a clear picture of what colours to use or even if I want much on display there anyhow.
This is all so different for me, different even to what I had planned just before we moved in.
It was the being here, the flood of emotions and gratitude which filled my heart that first night, the quiet of that first dawn looking out on the garden and knowing this gift was all God's doing...and the understanding we'd not have to move again.
We were really home and it was ours to do with as we liked.
No lease that will end, no quarterly rental inspections, no one looking over our shoulder and assessing our suitability as tenants, no dreading another move.
We are home now and shall not forget what it took to be here.
And we shall not rush anything. We'll just take our time and enjoy the moments.
If you read this far, wow, you're a gem.
May our Father in heaven provide all YOUR needs in the ways that best bless you and draw you closer to Him.