Let us put by some hour of every day for holy things...

I will not doubt, though all my ships at sea
Come drifting home with broken masts and sails.
I will believe the Hand which never fails,
From seeming evil, worketh good for me.
And though I weep because those sails are tattered,
Still will I cry, while my best hopes lie shattered:
I trust in Thee.
--Ann Kimmel

Although the fig tree shall not blossom, neither shall fruit be in the vines, the labor of the olive shall fail and the fields shall yield no meat, the flock shall be cut off from the fold and there shall be no herd in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation. Habakkuk 3:17-18

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

From Here to Podiatry

Ah, my salad days...

 ...when a good-sized chunk of my salary went for daily ballet lessons and my only footwear concern was scraping enough money together for a monthly pair of specially-ordered Capezio "Assoluta" pointe shoes...

Well, those days are long gone. Here's what the savvy (saggy?) former ballet teacher has in her footwear wardrobe now:

...Custom orthotics, night splints, ace bandages, and a hefty assortment of topical analgesic cream! Oh, well. A small price to pay for all that former grace. This puts me in mind of the semi- biographical Etsy treasury I put together some time ago and recently updated:


All this is a slow build-up leading me to my latest vintage find.

Some weeks ago, I shared about one of my vintage fabric obsessions--novelty prints featuring sentimental, sixties/seventies sicky-sweet graphics of little children:


As it happens, my podiatrist is located a block away from my local Goodwill Store. (A benefit to be sure.) On my way to a rendezvous with a cortisone shot yesterday, I whipped in to the Goodwill and made a blitzkrieg assault on the fabric bin. Look what I found!

What my camera is failing to pick up is the lovely pale blue background, and this remnant is a full 3 yards! Wonderful! The vintage patterns I recently ordered have all arrived, and I'm thinking what a charming little sundress I can make for my granddaughter with this happy fabric--all in good time. I'm still plugging along on the wedding bags, and spent the morning preparing another 60 for pinning.

As I was cutting these out, I got to brainstorming with possibilities for the tiny 3-inch strip I end up slicing off every row. They're too narrow for individual bags, but I was struck with the idea of piecing them together like a quilt. I'm not sure what the purpose would be yet--but I am expecting a second grandchild in September, and perhaps I could make a lovely little coverlet for the bassinet or an elegant wrap for the dedication ceremony at church... 

Thinking... thinking...  I'll let you know what I come up with.

1 comment :

  1. I always loved ballet
    I remember as a little girl thats what I wanted ..but my mom said I was more cut out for gymnastics so thats what she signed me up for and what I did.

    Your poor feet :(

    That would make an adorable sundress!!!