nostalgic daydreaming

I may have mentioned that I was doing a bit of spring cleaning in my last post. Actually, that is somewhat of an understatement, just ask my garage full of things I've set aside for a yard sale. A Clean House style yard sale. Well, almost. (You try cramming 2300 square feet of stuff into a 1400 square foot house, that's all I'm saying.)

In the course of sorting through my things, this sweet little doll appeared, who I believe was made in France, and given to me at the age of 8 or 9.

The name Elizabetta is penciled in on her bloomers and I think she is delightful.

I'm not a frilly sort of gal, and I'm definitely not a doll person (is it something about the way their eyes follow you??) but I think Elizabetta will be a nice companion in my sewing room.

Getting rid of lots of things sort of cleared out some space in the house, and...well, I might have brought in a few new/old things as well. I found myself in a thrift shop yesterday (don't ask me how these things happen, I swear I was only going to the fabric store for thread), and was strolling along the bedding aisle when my feet came to a sudden, involuntary stop. Apparently I had just stumbled upon where vintage sheets go to heaven. Well, I was in heaven, anyway.

I found this lovely number



And these



And then I let out a little schoolgirl squeal when I came across this one



For two reasons:

1. I immediately recognized this as my beloved bedsheet pattern from childhood. (Yes, Mom, you read that right, I was quite enamored of those flowers, for whatever reason)

2. Almost immediately after this, I did some mental math which told me that my childhood sheets were now considered vintage. Very vintage.

Now I just need to decide how I want to use the sheets. I daydream about this bunting, which might be just the project for my thrifty finds, and the perfect addition to our Spring decor.

Well. In that case, I'd best get sewing!

I hope you have a wonderful holiday,

Kim