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The Date … and some Sunday sewing





So here’s the challenge, somewhere between waking up and eating breakfast I wonder where the day’s date for my summer project will pop up. I look at the stuff in front of me, I think about what I’ve seen on my walk, and sometimes I settle into an activity and there it is right in front of me.


Like today. After a dreary week of almost winter weather I thought by whipping up a new summer frock I’d somehow channel the return of summer. Ta day, it’s a sunny day, a mild 21 degrees with blue blue skies. I’d like to think my voodoo sewing charmed the sun back somehow! At the very least I saw The Date just sitting there, on my tape measure, proudly presenting the date to me.

I like little things like that! Noticing. It’s not a bad thing to (ahem) notice!
Can you see my Tivoli radio all lit up in the background? I love listening to test cricket on the ABC, the perfect sewing companion!

PS I finished the dress and I’m wearing it as I type. We’re about to go to the movies and my whipped up summer frock is on it’s first outing!
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February 3, 2012 - 6:25 am

Morgan Wills - Clever girl! LOVE it! x

January 17, 2012 - 3:07 am

one little acorn - Well as you know, I am loving your daily numbers, and I especially like the way they present themselves to you through the day. Being awake to the things around you makes you a little more in awe of how it all just falls together too…
Thanks also for the improvement in the weather by the way. Can you sew another summer frock for next Saturday, I’m doing a photography course and a few hours of blue skies would be lovely! Thanks.

January 15, 2012 - 8:59 am

yardage girl - Clever! Loving your number pics too!

January 15, 2012 - 7:50 am

Frankie and Ray - Love your new frock! I’m so much enjoying seeing where you find the numbers in things. Hope you enjoy the film, I’m off to the flicks tomorrow to see the Descendants with the girls. (ok, I’ll admit it, we were all referring to it as the George Clooney film…!)

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