Like a romp through your favorite vintage haunt my blog is stuffed with an eclectic mix of subjects. Vintage collections, writings, family photos and memories, daily devotion to living well in a world that requires us to recycle, edit and cherish our past and present day belongings. In talks with my dog Angie I'm aware of the basics of a simple code for life. Have respect,honor the past, protect the future.
I haven't been blogging much as I have been busy trying to research starting my own Etsy Shop. There is so much to learn about opening up a shop and making it a success. Since I still work full time as a cardiac nurse this keeps me up late at night. I have my theme, and name for the shop. Will divulge the name next blog post. I have selected a handful of starter pieces and am pretty sure of the direction I will head in. Aiming for knit wear for children and babies. Simple items. Sweet gift ideas and photo props. Vintage items.
Photo props bringing me to my biggest hurdle. I don't have a good camera . Even worse than not having a good camera is the fact that I have a tremor in my hands that makes it really difficult to hold my cell phone still enough to snap a photo. Solving this by begging friends to take some pictures for me. Also will be sending knitwear to my great nieces and nephews so they can model and keep them and for their very talented mother's to photograph. A nice swap. Hope they all go along wit this idea and I have time to get the knitting done.
Of course I have my lovely Mya for a model but she is a whirlwind as seen here playing dress up in my clothes.
Mya in full motion
When I was in my early twenties and my mother was the age that I am know she opened up a mail order business named The Pewter Button . She and I hand made authentic Revolutionary War Era clothing for the Bicentennial celebrations in 1976. They sold from a tiny ad in the back of Yankee Magazine and amazingly were bought in almost all states and several foreign country's. It was very hard work and her designs were impeccable and her patterns all made by her hand. Before the internet era all business was conducted by mail.
She made enough money to take herself and my father on a wonderful trip to England and Scotland. I remember her paying me as well and I saved that money toward the eventual adoption of my first son from El Salvador in Nov. of 1976. Lesson learned from Mom. Keep at the task at hand. Research it. Learn your craft. Perfect your skills. Thanks Mom. from Lambie More to come on the adventures of opening my Etsy shop as it progresses. ~~~~2 Timothy 1:7 ~~~~~ For the Spirit God gave us does not make us timid, but gives us power, love and self-discipline