Friday, 2 August 2013

In the Olden Days

When we were little my Sister and I would occasionally ask my Mum questions about "the olden days" - usually taken to mean anything that happened before our birth. Looking through some of the photos in "The Commons" (a Flickr project to make image archives publicly available) I was reminded of this. There are some amazing images! Click on the ones below to get the original which often has a good description attached to it. Or visit The Commons and search for what interests you. You're encouraged to add information to each of them where you can.

Beautiful ambrotype.
Elderly woman, knitting
Scarborough herring girls.
Herring girls, Scarborough, Yorkshire
US Wounded Soldiers
Bed-ridden wounded, knitting. Walter Reed Hospital, Washington, D.C. Harris & Ewing., ca. 1918 - ca. 1919
My retirement as I envisage it.
A Member of the South Beach Retirement Community Enjoys the Sun and Sea Air. Most of the Retirees in the Area Live in Inexpensive Residential Hotels Within Walking Distance of the Public Beach.
You'd never be stuck for where to keep your knitting with a stovepipe hat.
My mother (sitting), Shan y Lliwdy and Bontfaen maid
From Rykjavic. These ladies have more stuff than even me.
Prjónað í setustofu, 1910-1930
There is lots more besides. For instance - who can resist this photo from the New York Public Library Collection:
Ruth St. Denis in first costume for Radha.  Bust portrait.

Monday, 29 July 2013

Which Has Been Poked More?

Me or the pin cushions I've made? Now there's a question... ;)

Here are some of the ones I've made. 
My Pin Cushions
I was pondering them while considering what to make for the bloghop I've signed up for in September. I also looked further afield.
Pin Cushion Research
I do like the look of the pin cushion caddy, top left, for which there is a tutorial here. The pears are also lovely and there is a free pattern here for them and apples courtesy of the Guardian and Molly Makes. I've always wanted to make a fabric apple. 

The reason I suggest it could be Me is because I went to the Physio again this evening and he poked me mightily in a very tender spot on my back and then flipped me over and started prodding my stomach. Now this is not an area I've ever had massaged and it was odd. He was looking for the Psoas muscle (that's a wiki link) which I hadn't heard of before. It is essentially a kind of guy rope between the lower spine and the front of your hips. Always learning, me.
GRIN Magazine (August 1940) - WHERE TO KISS YOUR GIRL ... Gratitude opens every door. (June 13, 2011 / 11 Sivan 5771) ...item 3.. Patsy Cline - I Fall To Pieces ...

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