fifty! 06.29.12

Apron number 50!
6 sewing machines.
2 states.
2 countries.
And 50 aprons.
Halfway to my 100 goal.
I wonder where number 100 will be created?

Well in honor of apron 50.
Okay i didn't actually know this was number 50 until I was done and opened my blog to see where I left off.
So the fabric really isnt in honor of 50.
But it is all very fun.
It all comes from my mum in laws fabric collection.
The pocket is made from a piece of beautiul vintage curtin.
 I love the tree.

The design is new.
It is a poofy one.
What I mean by poofy is that I folded the polka dots in half and sewed it up around the edges, so the bottom hem is not a hem at all.
But a fold.
Which makes the apron nice a full.

We left Luna, the cat, alone for three days last week.
Yes, we had someone feeding her.
Ever since we got home she follows me everywhere!
As you can see she was helping me photograph the apron.
I  thought we were getting a cat but she seems more like a dog always on my heels!

fortythree 12.19.11

 We arrived safe and sound in The Land of the Long White Cloud.
The first week here was spent getting the big green bus all swept out and cleaned up and fixed up to be livable and road worthy once again.

I turned our "office" down the back into a sewing room.
My beautiful friend Sharon lent me her sewing machine.

Our Office doesn't get used too much so it is the perfect spot.
There was one cold and damp New Zealand winter  when we put carpet on the floor and blankets on the walls.
We hooked up a heater and kept warm in the little "cave" while watching movies.
There was a big hole in the front part of the bus where the engine was getting replaced.
But that is another story....

The new sewing space still has a few kinks. There is not room in there to cut and iron so yesterday I set up a table outside and kept hopping back and forth.

I felt like a rabbit.


The apron turned out nice in spite of all the hopping around.
Some great white and red cotton.
Little lines of roosters on it.
A pocket made out of linen.
Two gorgeous pheasants.

I may be getting a bit carried away with the length of the ties these days.

These ones can wrap around the front and then back around to the back and tie there!

*thirtyseven 11.7.11

I've been thinking.
I spend the majority of the year living in a bus.
We are in a house maybe two months.

I like staying in a house.
I like having hot water to do the dishes without having to heat it up on the stove.
I like having a big sink that dishes actually fit in.
I like having a high pressure shower.

After a while of being in a house I start to miss the outdoors.
Living in a bus is kinda of like living outside.
If it is cold outside it is cold in the bus.

Being in a house in Minnesota in the winter is not like being outside.
That is a good thing.
But I still miss knowing what the temperature is outside when I wake up.

I also feel like I forget to look at the moon when I live in a house.
When we are on the road or out in the woods I know what stage the moon is in.
I follow its coming in and going out.

This apron just came together from different things I had in my fabric collection.
A piece of eyelet fabric.
An old table runner.
Some beautiful lace for the ties.
Walla!
An apron that scream vintage.
Thanks model Wendy.

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