It's a long slog 'til April

 Snowing again! Looks like a long long winter and being stuck at home, my options are limited.  Either I clean house 'til it sparkles and shines or I go up to my craft room and while the hours away.  Guess which one I usually choose?

I have a huge stash of fabrics in all sizes and styles (mostly scraps).  Lots of cottons so I'm digging in and making small quilts and pillow tops and anything else I can think of to use up some of it.  Been working on a little quilt this past week.  Just enough vintage check with tiny roses for the squares along with other mostly mid century cottons.

Then there is always my stacks of papers. I will never use it all!  Time flies when I'm cutting and pasting them for my gluebook, notecards, greeting cards or tags.

I guess I'll make it through but it's a long way to April

Dorothy, Tommy & Margaret

 Here is the first newly added page to my old album. The photo is from a lot of tiny (1 1/4" x 2" and smaller) 1940's era pictures I picked up at the Thrift Store. I have plenty more to fill this "gem of an album" posted earlier.

I am leaving alone those frames that were already filled when I bought this album.

Pages are only about 4" x 5" so call for tiny photos

Out of the Blue!

 Yesterday I received a big ole manila envelope filled with paper ephemera, sheet music, playing cards, a whole book and some rubber stamps!  Even though I don't deserve, a good friend sent this just when I needed some crafting mojo!

So ... I quickly put together page 25 of my glue book using only items from her gift.  No theme, no rhyme or reason.  It got me off my butt and into collaging again.

Happy Find, Happy Easter 1928

One perq, and there aren't many, to growing old and forgetful is that you can find something put away years ago and be delighted by the finding!  Happened to me yesterday.  Buried on a shelf in my craft room were two very vintage tattered and beat~up magazines I forgot I had.  One was a Ladies Home Journal from April 1928 and the other was a Journal from May 1948.  Couldn't wait to tear into them for a page in my "glue book.

Appropo to the moment ~ ~ I am so old, I can hide my own Easter eggs!