Dalnavert House Museum decided to piggy back onto a music festival being held down the street and had a garden party. Shirley and I decided to go. (We did miss our newest member of our group Lottie Lovett, who was with us the last time we went to the Museum.)
Here are some of the best photos I got.
We had a photo op with some of the ladies working the party.
Shirley and I spent time on the porch (again) enjoying a snack and listening to the music.
We really liked this yellow flower. It went with Shirley’s outfit so well!
This is my favorite photo of myself from this event.
This is my second favorite photo. It was blurry but with a phone app, it suddenly looks nice!
I used the same phone app to fix this over exposed photograph.
We had one last photo on the steps before heading out.
We like this painting on the side of a chocolate shop so we stopped on our way home.
And, of course, we stepped in to have a taste!
I am sitting on my couch as I type this. Beside me is a new bag I got from the local craft store. In it: beads for a beaded bag I want to knit. Also a ball of wool. In spite of my “don’t buy more wool until you use up what you have” rule, I bought more wool. Because it is pretty. I’m going to crochet a baby dress…for a baby I don’t have.
Also beside me is at least 5 other half-finished projects for knitting or crocheting or weaving. BEHIND the couch is probably another 10 projects half started…all wool that I bought because it is so pretty.
In my basement there is another 20 or more projects that have been half done for 10 or more years.
In my sewing room there is one dress…half done. A tablet weaving project that needs to be cut off of the cards and finished off, a pile of origami paper that I bought on an origami binge, two adult coloring books (latest binge) and several sewing project ideas in various stages of amassing materials and notions.
I have a problem. I am a craft-aholic. Seriously, the problem is I love to craft but my job pulls me away from it and if I get pulled away from something often enough I lose momentum. But, if I don’t work I can’t afford the house that I’m piling my crap up in, I can’t afford the crafting crap I’m amassing and it probably isn’t in my best interest to be sitting in front of my computer day in and day out knitting anyway. What is a girl to do?
I think I need to go through all my stuff and figure out which of these things I still want to use/finish and then create some sort of schedule for finishing them…with a goal in mind. A dead line of some sort. I also need to avoid Pintrest which is guilty of giving me ideas for new projects to make and new skills to try.
And finally I need to forgive myself for breaking my no new wool rule and then make sure I reinstate it!
And with that, I am going to sign off and find the crochet hook I need to make that baby dress that I don’t need. (Hope chest for possible grand-daughter? When neither of my boys are anywhere near ready to start a family…I may be grasping at straws!)
Happy Labor Day Folks.
Just a brief post for today. I wanted to show the stereoscope cards I bought that did not fit into my little story from my last post.
I never would have bought this card…not my cup of tea. But, it stuck to another one and once I had it at the till I didn’t have the heart or energy to say “never mind…no thanks.” It is a bit boring.
This is the card the previous one stuck too. I liked it because I wanted one colored card and well…it is a peacock!
It does show up much better in the stereoscope…the fading is not so obvious. The World’s Columbian Exposition was in 1893.
The other two cards I picked up as this theme tends to be hard to find at reasonable prices…blatant racial stereotyping in a most offensive level. I cringe at how ignorant these depictions are. I am relieved that there has been some progress in this regard and this gives me hope that one day all signs of such ignorance will be wiped out. One day people will look back to our time and say “look how they used to treat each other. Thankfully, we no longer think or act this way!”
On impulse I stopped at my new favorite antique store (favorite because they will barter down to prices that are more in my range and many times have prices that are so reasonable I don’t feel the need to barter.) I found that my store had a new supply of stereoscope cards. The last time I was there, I got a stereoscope and a small pile of cards to go with it. Those cards, I arranged into a story seen here.
Most of my new cards can be added to the existing cards and they create my new revised story…not so tragic.
There once was a young girl who hated practicing her piano.
She grew up and had many friends.
Many of her friends were boys.
She like some of the boys very much.
And Mom and Dad are not thrilled.
Meanwhile, this poor fellow needs a wife.
He manages to convince our heroine to marry him.
They Honeymoon in Niagara Falls.
She struggles at home with inferior help.
And he comes home tired after a hard day at the office.
Eventually twins are born. (I hope you folks are noticing that the setting in some of these photos is the same!)
And the girls are their mother’s pride and joy.
The son was a bit harder to raise as he wouldn’t sleep!
And with two toddlers and a baby, the house became quite disorganized.
But the children grew up.
They get married.
And our couple spends their golden years travelling.
As does happen in life, the husband dies after a long life.
And the wife finds consolation in her grandchildren.
It has been dreadfully humid the last few days and my old joints are getting very cranky. This is my excuse for not being able to figure out the following family connection:
I think this is 1860’s.
The back of the carte says:
Aunt. Sister of Gramma Abrahamson.
I’m pretty sure I got this the same time as I got this one (which I posted about here):
Looks like the same writing. What do you think? Same writer? Two sisters of a third lady? Is Great Grandma an Abrahamson and her sister’s married name Abramson (missing the “ha” in the middle.)
To complicate matters I think I found a third family connection but I don’t remember where or when I got this photograph!
Britta Abramson (Shoberd) Born 1855-died 1893
Is Britta Great Grandma’s relative as well? A daughter-in-law for the thin sister of Great Gramma? The “-4” at the top seems to say I bought them from the same seller but I think it must have been at different times! I give up. My joints hurt to much to sort this out!
There is a cute mirror hanging at the Costume Museum. It was likely a souvenir of a special event.
It makes me feel like a star when I look in it!