dusk ... from my bedroom window
My son, with his beloved tractor,
preparing the ground for his new living quarters.
After looking at different shed type structures for a very long
time, we found the perfect fit for his needs. We decided on
the 12' X 16' Kit ... a sweet, little, pine studio cabin.
We went with a metal roof (considering all the rain we have)...
and it has a couple of windows and a french window front door.
He loves it and the aromatic fragrance from the pine wood.
Meticulously sealing and staining his new digs.
in the cold and fog and with a lamp..
the sealing and staining is completed.
Said good-bye to his wee trailer...sold it
for $100.
I watched the whole thing go up from my bedroom
window where I have my sewing machine setup.
. I was sewing 'little dresses.'
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This is where we will begin my ongoing history...
or maybe, where I will end my ongoing history, as we
have arrived to the current day in my life.
My beautiful house is complete, I absolutely love it.
Now, my son has his own little burrow.
A solid floor, my dad's queen size bed...
of which has not had for the last 7 years.
He sleeps well.
We are planted and now we can grow.
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Awhile back, on face book, someone posted a picture of
a 99 year old woman, named Lillian,
sewing little dresses. She wanted to sew her 1,000th
dress by the time she turned 100.
Of course, I tapped twice on the picture
to read her story. I feel in love with her and
the idea of sewing little dresses. I love to sew and
hadn't picked up a stitch since the trailer days.
I thought about Lillian all of the time.....
Some weeks later, just before Thanksgiving,
I got my jury duty notice. I live some distance from
the courthouse, but up early, over the bridge, park the
car and was ready to start a new adventure.
I made a new friend, Ali. She sat next to me
in a crowded room, all of us waiting for further instructions.
We started chatting, and, at some point I was telling
her the story about Lillian and the little dresses. I told her
I wanted to do the same thing...I was soon to be 67
and I would like to sew 1,000 little dresses before I
reach 100 years old. I had researched the website where
Lillian ships her dresses. they are distributed around
the world to orphanages, villages and homeless children from
everywhere. They say "they never run out of kids."
So while I am telling this story to Ali, I noticed her eyes welling
up with tears. She told me her story. She used to quilt and
sew all of the time, but her eyes were not as good now and
she didn't really quilt or sew anymore and she had been
looking for someone or something or someplace to
donate give her cupboards full of material to.
It was me.
I loved how the picture of Lillian
moved and inspired me .. I loved how the cloth was to come
to me ... it seemed so clear, that two souls
Ali and Me, were about to set out into the world of sewing
little dresses and little shirts and pants for little boys.
She will supply the material and I will sew the dresses.
I stumbled into a wonderful situation and made a new friend.
Now.
The last time I wrote, I mentioned even though it is all good
I get lost. When the world is out of focus and I become out of focus,
I go to Ali's beautiful assortment of cloth, pick a design and
go sew a little dress. While I sew, I see a little girl, somewhere,
wearing this little dress. Dresses are important to little girls,
if you feel pretty you feel happy.
This is dress number 1.
I hadn't really sewn anything like this for quite awhile so
I did a practice dress for my step-granddaughter.
Now we are having fun.
These are the next 6 dresses...sizes 1 to 7.
This picture is posted on the " Little Dresses to Africa " website...
I'm happy to have such a positive outlet to express my feelings.
Part of the Labor of Love I had hoped that would come from the
Building of My House.
