Song

Song

T. S. Eliot, 18881965

If space and time, as sages say,
Are things which cannot be,
The fly that lives a single day
Has lived as long as we.
But let us live while yet we may,
While love and life are free,
For time is time, and runs away,
Though sages disagree.

The flowers I sent thee when the dew
Was trembling on the vine,
Were withered ere the wild bee flew
To suck the eglantine.
But let us haste to pluck anew
Nor mourn to see them pine,
And though the flowers of love be few
Yet let them be divine.

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The Historical Sew Fortnightly: Challenge “Underneath it All”

Once upon a time in a forest long ago and nearly as long forgotten, I made historical garments for museums and historic sites, and pretty much lived as a middling-class woman raising her rather large family. 20674_221909331793_8102148_n

Recently I’ve become aware of a group called The Historical Sew Forthnightly, which is “a group to celebrate historical costuming, share our historical sewing triumphs, ask questions, share interesting links and information, and MOST OF ALL, post about the themed historical sewing challenges that we are working towards every fortnight.” Awesome. This is exactly how I shall pick up my long-neglected sewing projects again.

The latest challenge issued is to sew a lovely undergarment. I am in dire need of a new set of stays, my white muslin petticoats are in tatters, and I don’t have nearly enough shifts. What to do? Although the stays are probably the highest on my to-do list, my fingers long to put together neat, orderly squares into a nice new shift. I love the felled-french seaming intrinsic to this garment’s construction. I shall begin forthwith – or as soon as I can lay hands on my linen stash.

Sigh.

One Down and Taking it for the Team

These things have had my attention lately:

1. Concussions and American Football – we should really care about this. A lot.

2. Meniere’s Disease – ugh. So much not fun.

3. Placemaking – all things cool and imaginative

4. Pinterest – nothing more need be said

5. Starting Over – because even old landscapes evolve

This woman makes me laugh out loud sometimes. That is all.

High School Football Team 1925