This past weekend was Doors Open in Winnipeg. On the Saturday I showed the kitchen of Dalnavert House to the guests and I showed the Costume Museum’s display of 1919 clothes (you guys already got a sneak peek of those items.)
On the Sunday I was at the Vaughan street jail. I wore my olive dress for both days but only had time and opportunity to get photos on the Sunday at the jail.
This is the whole Sunday crew. Such a fun bunch of folks! But what was my facial expression? I look like I am having a most satisfying fart.
We had the line ups hold strike signs in honor of the strike of 1919 and I do want you to notice our Mountie and the home made horse. So cute and funny!
I tried to get a couple of good photos of Olive in action. I shall have to try again. My petticoat was in sore need of starching apparently!
The bodice could benefit from a ruffled corset cover to keep it from riding up and sitting on top of the girls. I never did move those stupid buttons on the bodice up. Still on the need to do list.
At least the shawl I knit got a good use as it was freezing in the jail.
Some of the things one contemplates as one waits for the next batch of tourists….
How does the bird poop end up on that window sill with the next building less than an arms length away?
Note pigeon shape in the upper portion of the window.
How many years worth of pigeon poop are these 2 piles?
