Last night I was cutting more strips for my rug. I cut into a scrap of fabric and was reminded of these. The scrap was the posy fabric in Ann's Dress.
I made 6 Raggedy Anns many years ago. One for each of my daughters, one for a niece, and one for a little girl in a family that we "subbed for Santa" . Abby wanted an Andy too, so she got him. They were so much fun to make and my girls loved them (so did I). In fact, Abby still has these two on her bed even though the pink "little Girl" bedding is long gone. She said I needed to show you their hearts.
I picked more raspberries this morning. The patch hadn't been picked for a few days, so I picked and picked and picked and picked...for 3 hours.
Abby and I are making tarts. Just as soon as I take a little break...and a shower.
I knit, garden, bake, and sew. I create something every day, even if it's just a mess in my kitchen.
“I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived.” ― Marjorie Pay Hinckley