It's Pink Saturday
Welcome all of my sweet pink friends..

Today I decided to post just a couple of pictures of some Easter creations I've been playing with these past few days. Now don't get fooled if I have you as a partner in an Easter swap 'cause these lovelies might not be yours!! lol

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NEW GOODIES IN THE SHOP

SCRUMPTIOUS FRENCH TREASURES

Just wanted to share a few new items I've just added to the boutiques. You can find them at Treasured Heirlooms boutique in "The Secret Garden" section.

See you tomorrow on Pink Saturday!






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 Victorian Crazy Quilt Pillow
Many years ago.... when I loved to sew

A long, long time ago, probably over 20 years now ~ I really loved to sew. I remember asking for a sewing machine for my 10th birthday. I used to dream about what I could create with that new Singer Sewing Machine. One just like my mother's and my grandmother's. My mother insisted that within a year or two I  would be old enough to use her "Big Girl" sewing machine. I begged and begged but to no avail. My birthday came only for me to find a small envelope to open. My birthday present was tickets to the "Ice Capades". I didn't want to go to the Ice Capades I told my Mom, I wanted a sewing machine. Needless to say we went to the Ice Capades.

I'm sure you all know how the story goes. Mom was right. Within a year or two she taught me how to use her "Big Girl" sewing machine and that day was simply magical. My head was whirling with what I was going create with this wonderful machine with a pedal! Clothes, suits, blouses, pillows, sachets, yada yada yada.

Sewing was one of my favorite things to do as a child. Unfortunately the sewing machine thing wore off and I went onto to being an avid needlepointer. One year I went to a craft fair (probably about 25+ years ago now) and there was a booth filled to the brim with hand made, shabby chic pillows, furniture, home decor and jewelry. The booth was draped with lace and vintage fabrics. I just stood there transfixed. I wanted to take everything home with me. (You know those type of booths you see where you wish you had just won the lottery and you could buy EVERYTHING you see.)

This was lonnnnnnnnnng before Shabby Chic was a household word or considered a "Chic Style of Home Decor". I was immediately transfixed in this amazing world of beauty. I remember holding a Victorian Crazy Quilt pillow in my hands for about an hour. I couldn't put it down. I wanted it so badly, but the price was wayyyyyy out of range for my tiny pocketbook. Luckily the deciding factor not to my rent money for this lovely pillow was twofold; one it was created with dark colors and a black velvet backing (not quite my style) and two; I knew I could make one of my own if I put my mind to it. 

The minute I arrived home I feverishly dragged out tubs full of beautiful bits and pieces of antique lace and embroidered linens which I had been collecting for years. Using a pretty piece of linen as the backing, I trimmed and pinned the pieces into place and began to sew each piece into place by hand. To my surprise it worked up very quickly and soon it was complete.

Then onto a quilt I thought. Yes, a Queen-sized quilt for my bed. A good way into the project I realized my silly idea of having the patience to create a quilt large enough to cover my bed ~ all stitched by hand ~ was never going to happen. So I finished it up and made it into a large wall hanging. When I find it in the bottom of my Mother's hope chest I will post it for you to see.
 

My pillow has been sitting gently in my closet for awhile now, since I don't have a bit of space to put it anywhere in my tini, tiny house. I noticed it the other night and decided to share my vintage, Victorian Crazy Quilt pillow with all of you. I hope you enjoy it.

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I am so heartbroken......

December 28, 2009 was my 10th wedding anniversary. When Mike and I got engaged, we always said we would "think" about a bigger diamond "maybe" on our 10th anniversary. Well last fall we discussed it and we both decided that the original engagement diamond was so beautiful that the only thing I would change was the setting. We went back to the same jeweler in Boston and within 5 minutes I found the exact setting I had dreamed about. The jeweler took my "original" diamond and placed it in the new setting within a few days. It was absolutely stunning (at least to me).

Now... since I'm home most of the time, glittering or gardening, I only wear my jewelry when I get dressed up nice to go out for the day (otherwise in overalls!). Today I had a doctor's appointment in Boston so I was all dressed up and wearing my wedding band, a pretty brooch, and earrings. Here where the story gets really sad.....

On the way home from the doctor's office, I looked down at my wedding ring and the entire setting including the diamond was missing. It literally fell off and there was a hole there. No prongs, no diamond, just a hole. I realized this as I was approaching the exit to my husband's workplace (thank goodness~!). I went by his office and showed him what happened. I knew he would be equally as upset as I was since he made me promise to never trade in or exchange our engagement ring. I promised him I never would, it was our first bond and commitment to spend a long life together. 

I realize that with insurance I will more than likely get another one just as beautiful ~ and for that I am thankful. But I know that millions of my lady friends out there can understand how much their engagement ring means to them and their spouses. Having lost mine today is leaving a giant hole in my heart and the only people I can tell is you 'cause this is where I spend most of my time and you are all so compassionate.

It does help to be able to let out the grief sometimes just by writing it down. I know many might say it's materialistic and can be replaced. But to me it was my "treasured heirloom".

I thank you for listening my friends. 

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