Good bye city life! Our family designed and built an industrial but old fashioned farmhouse on nine acres. Now we are building our homestead ~ or is it building us? Grab your boots and join us on our journey to country living.
Our tree skirt has a special history. I had a special great grandmother with whom I was very close. One of the last times I saw her before she went to heaven, she gave me three quilt tops that her mother had made. She pointed out fabrics that were scraps from her dresses as young girl along with patches of cloth from her brother's and sister's clothes. The hand stiched pieces had never been made into quilts and somewhere along the way had the misfortune of being machine washed. Needless to say, they needed help. I brought them home in a paper sack and stored them away. Years later I dug them out to make a baby quilt for our first child from one with lots of pastel colors. I also made Christmas stockings and just happened to make 5 not knowing that would be the perfect number for our family. And the biggest one with lots of red that needed the least amount of mending, I put under the Christmas tree as it was. Last year, I decided it was time make it into a proper tree skirt, so I bought pretty dark red velvet and sewed a band of it around the edge. Then I added batting and a white cotton lining underneath. I may hand quilt it someday but for now, I like it just the way it is. Christmas things with a history are more special, don't you think?