pink

A dose of pink for all you pink people out there. I do not purposely avoid pink posting... this is one from the past worth viewing again. I adore pink. It is my second favorite color. I just seem to be more of a lover of red.
I grew up -my whole pre age 21 life - living in a pink bedroom with pink gingham fabric everywhere and pink walls.


Here we are again with more images from the 1950's Highlights magazine I posted about before.What fun, this game above!! Actually these look almost purple on the scanner; trust me they are pink in person.


I have to say I was surprised at how many comments that post brought my way! Who knew that Highlights would strike a nostalgic nerve like it did. I know for a fact that I get lots and lots of "lurkers" to my blog site and that's Ok. I have been known to lurk sometimes and not comment when I go visiting . But it is so fun to get lots of comments to hear what you liked about the post or picture... or let me know what you had for breakfast. Heck, I get a silly smile every time I see one of you has left a comment. It never fails to tickle me. Honest.

Cathy at Tadpoles and Teacups [I love that name] stopped by at that post to comment that her kids always went to the Goofus and Gallant page in Highlights. So here's a vintage 1950s Goofus and Gallant ( click to enlarge) just for you and your kids, Cathy. And it's in PINK!

life

These photos prove that this site is a wealth of images - both unusual and wonderful- that accomplish the task of showing us what everyday life was like long ago. It is a super place for genealogists to go and maybe get lucky by searching for a relative's image lost and long forgotten.

fabric magic

The story below was written by my best friend.

My very bestest friend, since 1968 !!

She lives by her sewing machine. I mean that figuratively and literally. For years now she has lived surrounded by mountains and next to a twisting turning river- in the N.W. - in a cozy little cabin house which allows her to say she is always within a few short steps from her sewing machines. She is a professional seamstress and fabric artist. Highest quality constructed clothing for adults and children, bags and quilts are a few of the items she has designed. She has sold many of her patchwork clothing creations to people around the world.
She is a firm believer in reusing fabric and trims and button and lace and other good things to put together one of a kind absolutely beautiful items to be cherished forever.

[ Some of my own fabric stash I scanned]

"Ever notice how when you drink a glass of (lots of ice) water that eventually it is gone? When you stick a straw in a milkshake and suck on the straw, eventually you RUN OUT of milkshake, no matter how much you love it? Well, then how come no matter how much I sew and sew and sew and sew and make skirt after skirt after top after hoodie, my fabric stash never shows a dent in it?
Am I living on top of a fabric geyser, like Yellowstone, and it just keeps replenishing itself from underneath somewhere? Is there a fabric river somewhere and my house is the eddie where all the fabric washes out like sand?
Is this just the area of my life where I have manifested abundance? Is fabric magic??? I'm thinking maybe "Yes" because all I want to do is sew this fabric and go to the thrift store and get more fabric and visit my storage to see what fabric is there. In other words, I am sure having fun sewing. (Good thing, 'cuz I have fabric to use up.)"
- A. H.

I was in the fabric store and I heard two elderly adorable old ladies saying,

"Will you ever use up ALL your fabric?"

"No way. Because every time I use one piece I get to buy 2 more!!"

That scene will be repeated between my friend and me some day.