New projects/garden update

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I'm making "Little Dresses for Africa" from a site I accidentally found when searching for Singer bobbins.  nancysnotions.com has a download pattern and instructions for  sizes 3-12.  They are simple to make and you can knock one out in about an hour using scraps of material.  I'll send these to Nancy and she'll mail them to Africa for the little girls to proudly wear.  Nancy has her own TV sewing program that I also came across accidentally one day. 
I also found some simple patterns for chemo caps.  There are so many free downloads for charities.

Was talking to a woman I met at the pack-n-ship one day.  She asked me to make covers for wine boxes so she can sell them.
 red wines
white wines

Garden update

 I picked the second head of red leaf lettuce today and our radishes.  Pickling cukes are breaking through as are the summer squash.
 planted 3 garlic.....only 1 made it
sweet peas seem to be surviving........haven't seen anymore deer
 making a salad with our lettuce and radishes
broccoli

It's been so many years since I've eaten foods that were grown at home and with retirement, I am able to appreciate the gifts of the land. 

Comments

ralph said…
those veggies are just beautiful. we've finally got ours planted in two raised beds. we've had the first bed done for over a week but i don't think it gets enough sun. nothing is growing in that bed. we'll see how the second one does. we used our well aged compost-rich soil for that one.

and love those dresses. i bet i could sell those on my blog, too...
May 1, 2011 at 3:46 AM
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