this is what happens...

...when one of your daughters lives in Brooklyn and she takes a field trip to one of the studio sales at Lotta Jansdotter's. She gathers a bunch of fabric treats and packages them up and sends them off to "a bit of earth" in Vermont. They arrive in the mailbox, are greatly admired, a bit is played with and the rest goes into the fabric stash. Time goes by, a house reno happens and suddenly there are windows that need curtains. 

Ah ha! Isn't there a lovely bit of fabric in the cupboard that might just do the trick? The color is not exactly right, but in the interest of making do (and in the interest of rejecting the paralyzation of perfectionism) the project moves forward. There is just about enough fabric if it is used carefully. So, the raw edge at the top of the curtain is lined with a bit of old bias binding, and a small package of plastic rings are purchased (on sale). The rings are stitched on by hand (at my Mumsie's house last week), along the top. The hem is stitched. The rings are threaded onto a curtain rod (carefully saved from a window in the old version of the house).

Now there is a perfectly useful and somewhat pretty bit of privacy at the window...at a cost of $2.99 and an hour or two of time. And the thoughtfulness of a generous daughter who has inherited the family fabric genes.

Thank you, Gretta.

xo