tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post5714233732668561901..comments2019-08-30T05:00:28.506-07:00Comments on Tiptoe Through the Woods: Sharing the fabric love Giveawayamyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00192142449867021654noreply@blogger.comBlogger50125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-43288573189382344682009-06-22T08:13:33.686-07:002009-06-22T08:13:33.686-07:00What a wonderful and generous giveaway. I love fab...What a wonderful and generous giveaway. I love fabrics that have a simple childhood theme. So of course like so many others Heather Ross is my favorite. When I was little my Grandma helped me make a few small things but sewing has really been something I have gotten into over the last year. I made all 4 of my daughters dresses for easter and blankets for Christmas. I love how much they appreciate handmade things and hope I can always inspire them to always appreciate handmade things that take time and love not just money. Thanks again your stash is beautifulSarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02964396654415996871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-65810176289924734972009-06-22T08:11:03.146-07:002009-06-22T08:11:03.146-07:00I just had to say...A TRIPLE yolker! They sure do...I just had to say...A TRIPLE yolker! They sure do lurve you!<br /><br />I know your giveaway is closed but my favorite childhood memory was the year my entire extended family chipped in to buy me a unicycle for christmas. Many, many, many hours and scrapes later I was hopping curbs and spinning circles. My one wheeled schwinn is hanging in our garage waiting for my eldest. ;-)Missyhttp://www.spring-bean.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-27381830069572969752009-06-21T20:09:19.087-07:002009-06-21T20:09:19.087-07:00I think the FMF fabrics are what got me into sewin...I think the FMF fabrics are what got me into sewing about 6 months ago. The fabrics reminded me of growing up spending the summers on my grandparents farm and the quilt I slept with those summers, simple prints. I also love Heather Ross and I think all her drawings just remind me of growing up and especially the summers. Riding bikes, the strawberry festival and bringing home a fish in a bag, that never seemed to last very long, camping in a vw van very similar to scenes from the fabric and working hard and having fun doing it. Sewing was something my grandmother did because she enjoyed it, but also having 8 kids and living on a teacher's salary, sewing was necessary. Those summers my grandmother spent her evenings teaching me how to sew, something I was very sad to have kept up. I have been feeling closer to her now that I have started to sew and am enjoying it. Her 90th birthday is around the corner and I am making her a simple coin quilt like the one she and I made for a doll over 30 years ago.<br /><br />Thanks for your giveaway, letting us fawn over your stash and also putting a tear in my eye as I remember those carefree summers working on the farm, farm stand and sewing at night!Kirstenhttp://threedancingmagpies.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-72837246429095685292009-06-21T18:47:00.843-07:002009-06-21T18:47:00.843-07:00since you held it over, thought i'd get in on ...since you held it over, thought i'd get in on it too. i came across your blog quite by accident one day. and have enjoyed it ever since.<br />my favorite fabric memory is so simple. my grandmother was a sewer, as was my mom and now occasionally me. my grandmother made each of her 25 grandkids a quilt. Mine was blue and red paisleys so that it gave the impression of purple. i loved that blanket to death and still have the scraps of it sitting in my sewing basket.<br />happy summer!<br />ps since i'm in Canada, i would be more than willing to pay the postage should i be so lucky to win :-)a li'l bit squishyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10552498869881201504noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-1019522840019703312009-06-21T10:50:45.771-07:002009-06-21T10:50:45.771-07:00I think that my favorite fabric at the moment is r...I think that my favorite fabric at the moment is raindrop stripe from Alexander Henry. I love the colors, and the feel of summer rain running down windows.<br />I have a memory of my mothers glass beads and pearls, she used to make traditional Greenlandic jewelry with. She had them in a big kerchief that was tied up in a special way, and I remember that when it was opened it was like looking at a true treasure in all the colors of the rainbow, and they feelt so cool and tickly when you grabbed a handfull and ran them through your fingers.<br />Thank you for the give away!Isahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15464540869263026605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-60273079554740496362009-06-20T18:27:50.464-07:002009-06-20T18:27:50.464-07:00One of my favorite childhood memories is rememberi...One of my favorite childhood memories is remembering when my parents would buy a big box of popsicles and tell us kids to eat up quick before they melted. Of course, we were thrilled to be able to be told, "please, eat all the popcicles!". Now they are doing it with my kids. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-39076566252471258272009-06-20T16:18:34.416-07:002009-06-20T16:18:34.416-07:00Such beautiful pictures.
My favorite memory would...Such beautiful pictures.<br /><br />My favorite memory would be taking care of my siblings. They are 8 and 10 years younger than me, and I enjoyed playing mommy endlessly. <br /><br />A close second would be reading late at night with a flashlight. I often find my 7 year old doing this with his nightlight and it makes me smile.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-14266774354630682722009-06-20T15:50:02.517-07:002009-06-20T15:50:02.517-07:00Ooo, pretty blog and pretty stash!
My favorite ch...Ooo, pretty blog and pretty stash!<br /><br />My favorite childhood memories have merged into my whole memory of summer. We spent our days at a little beach house on the CT coast with an outdoor shower and our nights in sandy beds. After dinner each night we would sit on the beach under the boat savoring the ice cream from the Good Humor truck.<br /><br />Three years ago, my husband and I started bringing our three to that same stretch of beach and they love it just as much as I do.MeganWnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-4458137033979062872009-06-20T15:10:02.169-07:002009-06-20T15:10:02.169-07:00I'm actually a fairly new sewer, but I'm f...I'm actually a fairly new sewer, but I'm finding the fabric love in all the right places!<br /><br />I have to say, one of my absolute favorites was a piece that I picked up in a sale box of girly fabrics, and when I saw it, it just felt oh-so right for my darling little girl. It's a crinkle-knit with a little sprigged flower pattern on it, done in mocha brown & soft soft pinks, and it's just so dainty & soft for my hardy little survivor of a girl.<br /><br />Here's a link to her wearing it made into a top- and I can tell you now, it almost *hurt* me cutting into it, but it feels so good to see her wearing it... just like it should with a favorite fabric :)<br /><br />http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2449/3573240369_633b97a7b9_b.jpgSeannamariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16787203383261986819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-59459085802545620902009-06-20T14:59:25.382-07:002009-06-20T14:59:25.382-07:00I have a lot of great memories as a child! My sis...I have a lot of great memories as a child! My sis and I spent our summers on vacation with our parents and with our mom's parents in their motorhome. We would drive across the country, stop at all the historic points on the way, and take in as much as we could. Both my grandparents are gone now, and I know they would have gotten such a kick out of all their great-grandkids! This grandmother was the one who taught me how to sew, and we often did small projects going down the road. My sis and I still have some of that embroidery work today! Thanks for helping me remember! <br />Melsewingmelnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-64752991488258307142009-06-20T14:42:02.307-07:002009-06-20T14:42:02.307-07:00I remember a project for Girl Scouts. I had to sew...I remember a project for Girl Scouts. I had to sew something. My mom took me to a fabric store, i was in awe of all the bolts of fabric and choices. I picked a navy nautical theme print. We made a skirt and i remember wearing it so proudly. I wish i knew what happened to it. I think that was what first made me love sewing. I must have been maybe 10? I can honestly say i get the same excited feeling often when picking a fabric for a special project.Sarah Ghttp://www.sarahissewsational.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-86870956399961632009-06-20T14:32:36.536-07:002009-06-20T14:32:36.536-07:00I too have fond memories of childhood fabrics. My ...I too have fond memories of childhood fabrics. My great grandmother was a proper tailor. She also made millinery flowers and wool hats (from hat forms). For 3 years (from ages 3 to 6 for me) my family lived in part of her apartment, we had one great room that had kitchen nook, sharing a bathroom in the hallway. But my great grandmother had several rooms and one of them was a sewing room, the one and only proper sewing room I have seen irl. She had two treadle machines and several 2-3 foot stacks of Burda fashion magazines on the floor. Now at this time my home country was part of Soviet Union (this was early 1980s) so having a foreign magazine was very special (as I heard years later, she did have to go and talk to "the organs" about getting foreign magazines once, the organs being some division of kgb). I remember leafing through them and admiring pictures, in fact I am going to visit my family in Estonia and was hoping to go and see my great aunt who inherited all these magazines). I have the fondest memories of playing with pins. And in later years, when she did not sew any more due to old age, the sewing room was still there and the machines still forbidden to touch even though the kids were in late teens. I remember at various ages secretly running my hand along the ironwork near the treadle. <br /><br />All the dresses from her wardrobes go divided up between her daughters. At a family reunion couple years ago they brought many of them out and shared stories of their mother's, my great grandmothers life. <br /><br />For my kindergarten graduation my great grandma sewed me a dress of gauzy cotton fabric that had tiny blue flowers on it, they were raised, almost like gummy. Two years ago I came across a piece of that fabric in my grandparents attic. It was so special. I think it is the only item my great grandmother, the soul of the family on my father's side, ever made for me. Though my mother sewed as well I don´t remember the things she made so well. Every now and then a scrap surfaces and I get another glimpse of those days.crazyestonianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03514017929526765795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-44069477477822771582009-06-20T14:10:10.574-07:002009-06-20T14:10:10.574-07:00hi amy - such a nice post and some very wonderful ...hi amy - such a nice post and some very wonderful photos - especially those beach shots... looks like you were out there making memories! i also drooled a bit over your fabric photos - i love many of the very same prints. i often try, but mostly am unable, to put into words why certain fabrics make me so happy. i still haven't really figured it out. i've been drawn to the FMF line since I first started sewing a year ago (it's partly what got me into sewing, in fact), and i'm also in love with almost everything heather ross has ever drawn. so many of them really do bring back childhood memories - seemingly endless days spent at the beach... doing all the wonderful childish things depicted in her fabrics - riding bikes, catching fireflies, picking dandelions, making forts and treehouses, camping out... <br /><br />thanks for such an awesome, not to mention totally generous, giveaway! i hope that whoever wins really appreciates these fabrics! :) (oh, and if i happen to win, these fabrics would most certainly make their way into several quilts, that's for sure!)Ashleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06088120250071343968noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-29853332281728635682009-06-20T13:47:17.950-07:002009-06-20T13:47:17.950-07:00A favorite childhood memory of mine is one of me a...A favorite childhood memory of mine is one of me and my little girlfriend who lived just down the road from me. Gosh, we were probably 8 or 9 years old and we would sit in her backyard on a blanket with a box of scrap fabric. She supplied scissors, needles and thread, and we would sit there for hours sewing up tiny little clothes for our Barbie dolls. Twenty-something years later and she's still one of my best friends. My mom surprised me about a year ago when she dug out all of my childhood Barbies for my daughters to play with at her house. And sure enough in that box were some tiny hand-made clothes. :) Looking at them now as an adult, I'm pretty proud of what we came up with!<br /><br />I have too many favorite fabrics to list, but Heather Ross is in the top. Along with the cutesie Japanese fairytale fabric. I just got some Japanes Wizard of Oz fabric and I adore it! That happens to be one of my fave movies since childhood! :)Love it!Sandihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03568166065723596200noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-71187268032027796492009-06-20T13:14:39.440-07:002009-06-20T13:14:39.440-07:00Oh, my name is Mirza and I found you through SM. ...Oh, my name is Mirza and I found you through SM. (Grandparents house and watermelon memory above)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-34324201269131519682009-06-20T13:13:03.811-07:002009-06-20T13:13:03.811-07:00Hmm? Favorite childhood memory? Well, every summer...Hmm? Favorite childhood memory? Well, every summer we would go visit my Grandparents. My grandfather farmed and would sell the fruits (and veggies) of his labors in the back of an old rusty white ford pickup. My grandparents house sits quite far off the ground on pillars. Probably 4 feet or so. My GF would have tons of watermelons sitting on the porch (or as my Grandmother called it, "The Garrett"). Anyway, we would get to eat watermelon in the afternoon but one day was quite impatient waiting for one to be cut. So we (me and my brother), just rolled that sucker off the porch. And of course it broke open when hit the ground! Yum!!! Sitting on the porch of my grandparents eating fresh slice watermelon sprinked with salt. I remember spitting out the seeds and being quite sticky. Oh, but we couldn't just spit out the seeds any old place. My GF was quite resourceful and we were forced to keep the seeds so they could be planted again the next year!<br /><br />I miss that house. Old wooden frame house on piers with a squeaky screen door, house badly needing a paint job. Also a wonderful porch screen in the front. No AC or Central Heat. Large window fans inside the bedroom windows. The spell of garlic in the kitchen and home grown cucumbers sliced and sitting in a bowl of vinegar and salt to eat at your leisure. Fresh eggs from the chickens in the morning. Also a jar of lemon drops candy on the table all stuck together in one big lump because of the humidity level and no central AC. <br /><br /> The house sat right in front of a levy with the Mississippi River behind it. So you could see ships pass by. Sadly my grandparents have passed many years ago and the house was taken out by Katrina in 2005.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-72759291078478916672009-06-20T12:45:15.231-07:002009-06-20T12:45:15.231-07:00I also wandered over here from Sewing Mamas. Hello...I also wandered over here from Sewing Mamas. Hello from a fellow Oregonian. I'm only about 40 minutes NW from Eugene :) My favorite fabric I have is from the 80s. It's white with little green flowers and when we lived in our first house (as a child) it was the curtains my Nana made for my sister's bedroom. It's bittersweet to me to see that fabric (now a dress for my DD) because shortly after moving to the house my dad died and my mom couldn't afford to keep the house single with 3 little kids under 5...so that fabric reminds me of our very short time as a family. Neat contest I've loved reading everyone else's comments.<br />Tera<br />mommytomaddyharley on SM :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-37832043962580590632009-06-20T11:40:20.950-07:002009-06-20T11:40:20.950-07:00Amy:)
So nice that hubby took you & the kiddo...Amy:) <br />So nice that hubby took you & the kiddos away for a wonderful treat AND he has great taste in machines..lol..(you'll love the BLCS. I can't seem to sew without mine now). My most recent favorite memory stems from my grandma passing recently and reflecting all that she was to me. SHe used to babysit me often when my folks were first married & newly parents. We developed quite the bond almost like mom & daughter. She & I loved to make cookies together. Before she passed this story always made her laugh. I was about 7-8 and we were making cookies with all the ingredients on the table. Grandma left the room and when she came back, I was covered head to toe in flour. She started laughing because I told her "I just needed a little more flour, grandma"...The little more flour ended being a 10lb bag. ROFL. <br />SHe loved to sew too and I recently acquired a bunch of her clothing I remember her wearing and will make a memory quilt with those scraps. <br />Hugs, <br />Renee (mamato7)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-55888950610911238752009-06-20T11:26:06.205-07:002009-06-20T11:26:06.205-07:00When I was young, my family didn’t have a lot of m...When I was young, my family didn’t have a lot of money, so my Mom made all of my clothes. It was more out of neccessity than anything else, so my Mom didn’t splurge. She used the same pattern that she made up using different fabrics. I remember we were given old clothes, that my mom would cut up and use to make my garments. There was no choosing, it was just whatever we had. Looking back now, I’m so appreciative of the time my Mom spent creating something for me, on top of working and taking care of a household. But at the time, I was just a bratty little kid who hated being made fun at school. In a way, that ties into my love of fabric these days. Now I’m fortunate enough to be able to pick and choose my fabrics…and sometimes, I can splurge a bit on a beautiful fabric. I mostly quilt, but with each gorgeous fabric that I cut into, I think of my Mom cutting apart a secondhand dress to sew into something I could wear. I think about how lucky I am to be able to sew for pure enjoyment. I love so many different prints, a lot of them are ones that are popular with a lot of other people as well. I can’t always quantify it, I just recognize when a fabric makes me squeal with delight. My favorite right now are American Jane rulers…because they make me think of school and how much I will miss my kids over the summer. But I know my favorites will constantly change as I discover new prints, and how they tie into my life.Fattyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16483935153678948053noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-70735985468337022942009-06-20T09:16:13.054-07:002009-06-20T09:16:13.054-07:00Ooh - good question! I always rember the summer ri...Ooh - good question! I always rember the summer ritual of hay making. I grew up on a small farm in the Yorkshire Dales (UK) during the 70's and 80's. July was all about making hay - from the cutting to the turning to the exciting day when we made the bales. The whole family were involved. My job was to follow the tractor and move bales out of the way so that on the next row round the bales would not get in the way of the tractor. ( They were the small rectangle bales btw - not the huge round ones made nowadays!) So anyway, we would be out all day in the sunshine. We would have a picnic lunch in the shade of the trees and ice creams in the afternoon. The field had panoramic views of Swaledale to one side and Wenslydale on the other. There was a stream at the bottom of the field for paddling. Once the work of the day was done my dad would always make me and my sister a house out of hay and we would have our supper in it before going home exhausted but happy. Great memories - thanks for the chance to reminisce! Love the holiday snaps - you all look very relaxed and happy! Thanks for the giveaway!bellsjohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07951337908253789471noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-73492580266198376112009-06-20T08:52:17.346-07:002009-06-20T08:52:17.346-07:00oops...I'm on my boyfriends computer...I'm...oops...I'm on my boyfriends computer...I'm not Dustin, I'm Linnea (craftyconfusion in our little swappy poo group). That might be a weird comment coming from a boy :)DRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13835512485134207489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-6013589382435420212009-06-20T08:50:58.710-07:002009-06-20T08:50:58.710-07:00Hi Amy, Thanks for the great giveaway and wonderfu...Hi Amy, Thanks for the great giveaway and wonderful photos! I too really enjoy the footloose and cancer free photo. My mom very recently died of an untreatable cancer and it has left my mind shuffling through so many childhood memories. My mom always worked when I was growing up so tried her best to make our time together (however short) memorable. Some of the memories I enjoy most, especially now that I am sewing so much, are of her taking me to the fabric shop to pick out a dress pattern. It would happen a few times a year but was always so special. We would flip through the books for what seemed like hours and once we had the perfect dress picked out I would get to go and pick out the fabric from which it would be made. I enjoyed sitting at her feet while she sewed, watching my new object of affection come together. I think she enjoyed it...especially since I always put myself in charge of pin collection. I also have fond memories of bike rides around the local ponds before school, and how she would wake me up early just so she could do my hair and we could have breakfast together before she went to work.<br /><br />I enjoy reading your heartfelt blog. Thanks so much for sharing and allowing others to do the same.DRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13835512485134207489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-48651696011825868352009-06-20T08:10:29.816-07:002009-06-20T08:10:29.816-07:00One of my favorite childhood memories is snapper f...One of my favorite childhood memories is snapper fishing off the dock with my dad, so fun & carefree!!!<br /><br />my email in case I win:<br /><br />ghartshark@optonline.netAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-36191555372135618922009-06-20T06:53:26.402-07:002009-06-20T06:53:26.402-07:00Amy, I am so glad to see you have a blog! I've...Amy, I am so glad to see you have a blog! I've missed you at SM. My favorite fabric right now is some Shabby Chic by R. Ashwell. The prints are so lovely and delicate. It reminds me of little floral print dresses that I wore as a child. I have finally washed it and am trying to figure out the perfect dresses/tops to make for my girls before they grow too big.<br /><br />CinnamamaTracyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10936225548313409190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447895113812206130.post-48969987447366218832009-06-20T06:07:22.299-07:002009-06-20T06:07:22.299-07:00What a great idea and giveaway!
I love the Heathe...What a great idea and giveaway!<br /><br />I love the Heather Ross- Bikes. My step-sister and I had to share a bike like that so we'd race to see who reached the bike first, loser had to ride an ugly old bike. I have a lot of fun memories riding up and down hills, hair blowing in the wind on that purple banana seat bike!Allisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09248632795732685370noreply@blogger.com