I spent a couple Summers with my Grandparents when I was in my teens. I have fond memories of that time I had with them. They had a vegetable garden out back. My Grandmother and I would pick all sorts of veggies, sit on the back porch snapping green beans, and enjoying the outdoors. Often, we would spend time in her quilting room and I loved exploring all the wonderful textiles and vintage thread spools she had collected over the years. My mom told me that blue was my Grandmother’s favorite color. That would explain all the blue fabrics I have from her. This page has a piece of her fabric from her stash I inherited. The memories came flooding back as I adhered the fabric on the background. Cherish the time you have with your family and hold tight to the good memories. -Stephanie Hopkins
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Growing Up with Timeless Classics
There are many books that make an impact on your life and your reading experience. There are endless classic titles to discover and one never grows too old to read them. There are classics that are girl’s favorites, young and old. I grew up reading hundreds of them into my adulthood and still do. There are the ones that you will always remanence by holding the book in your hands and scheming through the pages. To not to over-whelm you, I’ve listed just a few of the many I’ve read. I can’t remember if I have ever posted something like this before but it is always good to have a refresher. This might turn into a series as I remember the classics I’ve read over time. Enjoy!
Black Beauty by Anna Sewell
My Friend Flicka by Mary O’Hara
A Wrinkle IN Time by Madeleine L’Engle
Charlotte’s Web by E. B White (Re-read MANY times)
Harriet the Spy by Louise Fitzhugh
The Little Princess and The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett
Little Women by Louisa May Scott
Little House on the Prairie by Laura Ingalls
Matilda by Julie Andrews
Pippi Longstocking by Astrid Lindgren
Ramona by Beverly Cleary
Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll
The Borrowers by Mary Norton
The Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis
The Good Earth by Pearl S. Buck
Great Expectations by Charles Dickens
All books by Charlotte Bronte
All books by Jane Austen
Marry Poppins by P.L. Travers
Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of NIMH by Robert C. O’Brian
Out of the Dust by Karen Hesse
The Phantom Tollbooth by Norton Juster
A Tree Grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith
Winnie the Pooh by A.A. Milne
The Witch of Blackbird Pond by Elizabeth George Speare
Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte
The Wonderful Wizard of Oz by Frank Baum
Nancy Drew books
Trixie Belden books-which I’m torn if I like this series better than the Nancy Drew series. The Author started the series in 1948 and published six books total in the series. After that several other writers continued the series under the pseudonym Kathryn Kenny I believe.
Then there is a non-fiction list! That is for another blog post my thinks. -Stephanie
Art of The Restful Collage
There are times my collages aren’t ready to tell their story and they need a rest. I patiently and gently put this piece aside and would often look the design, not knowing what story lay ahead. What is it, I asked myself? What story will be told?
On Saturday February 1st, in the late afternoon, I was looking at a gauzy textile scrap with strings attached to the fabric that had a familiar shape. A kite, I thought. Then the memories came flooding back and I knew what story this collage was to tell.
In the 1980’s-early 90’s, my parents were on staff at Clearwater Baptist Church in Clearwater Florida. My parent’s ministry there was memorable and my mother was the Children’s Director and held many events for the children. There have been many changes to the church over the course of its history and the original building is no longer there. I felt deep sorrow when I heard the Old Building was torn down. Anyhow, my mother would contact the city to use Coachman Park that was near the church down by the water front for events. One of the events was, “Come Fly with Me”. We made our own kites and would fly them down at the park and have picnics.
Those were the best times and I remember the feeling of much joy and carefree. How the air smelled of salt from the ocean, the breeze carrying our kites up and up in the sky, soaring to and from. The sounds of laughter and happy chatter from everyone. The kids running around back and forth to their parents and friends, sharing their adventures. Happy times, indeed.
This textile collage represents that amazing time in my childhood. All is left for the finishing touches are to sew thread through the buttons and to bond the fabrics together with fabric adhesive and cotton thread. -Stephanie