So sorry this post took so long by the way.... But here it is! I kept changing my mind about what to do with my little yo-yos. I really thought a little cushion would be sweet, and I started sketching. My yo-yos became little teapots, so I decided a tea cozy was in order! Now I realize my handle and spout stitching is a bit funky. That's what I get when I freehand the whole thing. But I can be impatient... If I do this again, I'll be sure to plan it out better. I made it small to fit my little 'brown betty', she's just a two cupper.
And here's little betty, she's quite the reflective little thing... look carefully and you can see me in my pajamas hiding my noggin... you should thank me, I have crazy morning hair at the moment... and sorry about the dust.
I think my cozy is happy with her new friends, my thrifted sugar bowl and creamer. They're not a matching set, but both have that beautiful robin's egg blue that I looooove.
I thought I'd share with you this picture. I drew this from a photo of my Grandma Marlys when I was 15. It was a birthday gift for my Mother. My Mom has always had this old photo of her Mother hanging in her home, and I knew how much she loved it. It was also one of my favorites because I always thought it still looked just like her! She always had those same kind blue eyes and sweet expression. So I decided to surprise her and draw it for her birthday. She was so exited as any Mother would be. Four years later my Grandma passed away after a short and painful battle with ovarian cancer. She was the most amazing Grandmother. Now the original picture and this sketch from it are even more meaningful, as a reminder of how my Grandma blessed our lives, and how much we desperately miss her.
I wish we could all share a pot of tea today and tell the wonderful stories of our Mothers and Grandmothers who taught us so many things. How to sew, knit, bake cookies, make play-dough, and on and on..... I know I am a better person for just knowing my Grandma. I sometimes wonder what she would think of all of this craftiness that goes on around here. My Grandpa often tells me in his old timer Texan accent, "Sug, (short for Sugar, his nickname for me since I was a baby) your Grandma sure would be proud of all of that quilting that you do." I think we would have had so much fun sewing together! Will there be quilting in heaven? I hope so! x