Happy Mother’s Day!

Even though I’m a grandmother myself now, my mom still introduces me as her “baby.”


Me and my mom, sometime in the middle of the last century.

And here we are–Mom in her fabulous aluminum cat’s eye glasses and beautifully detailed white blouse. It wouldn’t surprise me to learn that she sewed it herself. And I’d just about bet that the little white blanket was knitted by someone special. Maybe Mom. Maybe my grandmother. They both were always doing some sort of needle arts–knitting, crochet, sewing, quilting, needlepoint, and more. They left me a rich heritage of creativity.

We’re sitting in the rocking chair that I knocked over and broke when I was a kid. Cracked a rocker right off! I must have been a real handful, and there were four more kids besides. I have no idea how she stayed sane. When we weren’t fighting (which was probably a daily event) we were chopping up her fabric scraps to make doll clothes, playing dress up with her college dance dresses, or making elaborate dioramas with her shoe boxes.

So thanks, Mom, for your love, your patience, and for teaching me so much about how to make my world a more beautiful and interesting place! I still save all my fabric scraps, all neatly bundled like yours. And it won’t be long now before I’m making doll clothes for my granddaughter. My, how we’ve grown!

A swingy, springy plaid for little girls


When we cleaned out our mom’s attic last summer, Janeray and I found a box of old woolens that she’d saved.

There was an ancient Pendleton shirt or two, some worn-out trousers, and remnants of sewing projects.

And there was this lovely little toddler’s skirt. Janeray and I both probably wore it!

Yep, there’s more!

Season’s glitterings: Christmas jewelry #16

It’s not very glittery or vintage, but this piece holds a special place in my heart. My father made it in 2005. From the front it doesn’t look like much more than a large chunk of malachite.


But the back, ah, that’s another story. He cut a Christmas tree out of the sterling silver setting. It’s unusual because it isn’t a heart or a thunderbird, the two design elements he used over and over.


Perfect with a plaid Pendleton shirt on the leather cord he braided. He would have worn them for Christmas with clashing green plaid pants.

3-1/4″ long with a 1/2″ diameter bail. Signed “E 05”

Month of Makeovers, Day 24 & Thursday Hack Flashback: Old Joe Crow perches on my porch

It started with a new fence.

The old cedar fence rotted right out of the ground. So Dad pulled out the posts and crossbars, and stacked them in a giant pile in the backyard, where they stayed for the next twenty years. (You never know when you might need old cedar fence pieces.)

Except for one of the posts. That one became . . .


Joe Crow! Read the rest of this entry »

Month of Makeovers Day 10: it’s our Thursday Hack Flashback!

We’re ten days into our Month of Makeovers!

Janeray and I have decided we’re going to make our Thursday posts be quick little looks-back to where we got our vintage hacking genes. Let’s call it a Hack Flashback!

Today’s Hack Flashback is this amazing lamp my dad made. He loved making lamps and was always on the lookout for bases, lamp parts, and anything really—chunks of marble, brass doodads, glass bits, you name it.


See how he did it! Read the rest of this entry »