My Second Wrap

Sometimes


you make something

that you absolutely
love.


Pattern: Knitting at Knoon "Wrap Me Up."
Yarn: Noro Yuzen

Our next class for this project will start in January.

A Learning Weekend

I spent the weekend at the Tiadaughton Quilt Guild's show. The guild is up in Williamsport, and when I do this one, I stay with my Aunt Ellen, one of my father's 6 brothers and sisters, who lives nearby in Jersey Shore. (Which, for those of you non-Pennsylvanians who are now confused, is nowhere near New Jersey. It is a little town in the mountains of PA.)

My father's mother was a quilter, and my aunt is also a quilter. (Come to think of it, I guess I am too.)

I worked all day at the show, but Aunt Ellen and I got a few evenings together.

Friday night we talked. We're related that way: we can both talk.

Then we had a good time on Saturday evening going through my grandmother's trunk. My aunt had never gone through it before. I suspect we spent way too much time on it and that this tuckered her out--but I kept pulling stuff out because she kept egging me on.

My grandparents have both been gone a long time now, but grandma saved a lot of things, and I am glad she did. It was interesting to see things like her high-school flag:

(That flag is from the West Branch Iowa High School.)

A doily I'm sure she made:

And a child's apron that must have belonged to her with that "M" (for Maud) on the pocket and the tatting around the edge:


And a bunch of pictures. I was particularly interested in this picture of her with her two sisters (grandma is on lower left; I think I kinda look like her):


And I love this picture of my grandmother's uncle (left) and grandfather (right), who was a Civil War vet (yup, a Yankee):

The Civil War is only 5 generations behind me. That's not really so long ago.

But the whole reason we looked at all this stuff in the first place was to see my grandmother's wedding dress.

The story of the wedding is interesting. My grandmother had been working in the Treasury Department at the Smithsonian Institution (which is probably as good a place as any for the Treasury Department to be):


...and apparently got word that her best friend Jessie, who was married to Clarence Spencer, had died.

Jessie's father implored my grandmother to come and marry Clarence, to raise the two children of that marriage.

My grandmother said that if he was good enough for Jessie, then he was good enough for her, so she went north to the dairy farm near Canton, PA, and they got married. I'm not sure of the exact year offhand.

I am sure from looking at it that she made her dress. This dress was originally longer, but my grandmother modified it into a fancy short dress for my Aunt Ellen when she was a girl. (My grandmother as an adult was approximately the size of a 5th-grader. I thought of her as small even as a young child.) I can envision this dress long and think it would have been gorgeous. And I'm all over the light pink.


Here's a closeup of that lace:


Thanks, grandma, for keeping your dress so I could see it.

*****

Where was I? Ah, yes. I was at a quilting show. The show was wonderful, but I would like to talk here about my aunt's quilting, since that's where I was. Aunt Ellen's eyes and arms have gotten worse over the past few years so she can't really use her sewing machine, so her solution to this is:

to hand piece.

I love people who won't let anything stop them.

This wonderful lighthouse quilt of hers was in the show this year:


Don't you love the scrappy dimensional blues and whites together?

Last year when I was there, she had just started it.

This year, when I got to her house, she was working on a chicken quilt. I wasn't permitted to take a photo of it since it wasn't finished, but let me just explain that there were chickens all over that quilt.

Aunt Ellen, I know you read this blog. Let me just say that I want to see some finished chickens next year when I come back!

Hard-Nosed Businesswomen



Today Kim and I attended a conference called EWE, which stands for Entrepreneurial Women's Expo. We had a good day. We got to set up a little exhibit-table that showed what we did, and we got to meet a lot of pleasant women who own their own businesses.

Throughout the day, we heard a lot of speakers talking about things like setting goals, taking care of ourselves, and so forth, and they all had good tips. We also learned that we're supposed to laugh and have fun. We quickly adapted to the clown noses.

We learned that you're not supposed to dual task. For some reason, at that, everyone at the table turned and looked at me. And then one person said, "You're knitting!"

This is the mitered mitten I was knitting at the table, from Elizabeth Zimmermann's Knitter's Almanac. As always, it is a completely fun knit. The mitten doesn't have thumbs yet. You get to snip the yarn to make them.

Heh. I can't wait to make everyone in Zimmermania quake in their shoes over that trick.


Anyway, the other thing that happened was that they announced that there was something under the booths of the vendors and we should look for it. I crawled right under that table and looked really hard....



but the only thing I found was the hotel's wireless router.

It turned out that if you were a vendor, you could win a prize if there was a very large bow under your booth. I am going to guess that the bow would be easy to find without crawling, if you were dressed like most of the people there, in good clothes.