April 13, 2011
Crafty Ole Ducks
I attended the School Of Arts Hall in our farming community the other day. The purpose was to have Nicole take some photos of in and around the Hall for sign related possibilities. Inside, I was intrigued to discover the local ladies craft club, which was held once a month. The six members in total were having a lovely morning tea, table filled with home-made goodies, the air infiltrated with laughter and talk. I let Nic go off and explore while I sat down to warm welcoming faces, a cup of tea and plates all plunged in my direction. I felt cemented to my chair. I forgot what I came for. I felt like I was among old time friends I hadn't seen for ages. A couple I knew only in passing; to the others I was introduced.
The ladies all showed me their projects. I was smitten. It reminded me of years ago, when the kids were little and I spent every spare waking moment at the sewing machine, churning out creations. I think I may have even shed a tear. Nostalgia does that. Right?
They all got up after morning tea, and stood side by side along the century old table in the corner of the Hall. I watched them all, standing, near the big window with the best light, as they continued to work. Applique was the theme of the day.
I wandered off to where Nicole was taking photos in one corner of the Hall. She'd fallen in love with one lady's incompleted knitting blanket. Her camera was getting a workout. Something happened to me at that moment. I can't describe it. I swung around and purposefully walked up to the ladies. "What do I need to do to join your club", I heard myself ask. Their delighted looking faces responded; "we've heard about your famous apple turnovers; to sign up you'll need to bring a plate of those every time", said one lady. Everyone cracked up laughing.
What can I say. I'm hooked. I have three weeks to think about my intended project. I hope I don't get too hooked. If I do, I may have to rename my blog to Through My Sewing Window, as the whisk and the spatula may well become replaced with the needle and thread.
PS: All photos in this post were taken by my daughter, Nicole.