tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1409887812566625284.post1423093503177130500..comments2024-03-28T22:25:23.698-05:00Comments on Western Fictioneers: TEA TOWEL AND LINEN EMBROIDERY OF LONG AGO--by Cheryl PiersonWestern Fictioneershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01683314579075461026noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1409887812566625284.post-84945214845458241752022-07-21T09:44:06.575-05:002022-07-21T09:44:06.575-05:00Awwww, DORIS! That really IS a treasure. I made Je...Awwww, DORIS! That really IS a treasure. I made Jessica a really cute wall hanging when she was born and also made both my kids a Christmas stocking. I bet I still have all those little jogging suits I did for Jessica up in the attic somewhere, with cross stitch bunnies and bears and such on the sweatshirts.Cheryl Piersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18116526340220274282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1409887812566625284.post-68913233929361206762022-07-21T09:42:11.167-05:002022-07-21T09:42:11.167-05:00Thank you, John, for those very kind words. I reme...Thank you, John, for those very kind words. I remember how I fought my mom when she tried to make me learn how to sew a button on (I think I was about 8 or 9)-- I wanted to be OUTSIDE PLAYING! LOL But what a skill. Just something simple like that is so important, and I have always enjoyed embroidery. She just needed to wait a couple of years until I was ready. LOL Cheryl Piersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18116526340220274282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1409887812566625284.post-23465437074451344582022-07-20T21:29:29.808-05:002022-07-20T21:29:29.808-05:00That was one of the many things I tried (did) when...That was one of the many things I tried (did) when younger. My great grandmother taught me a lot as did my mother. I have a framed piece she made for me when I was born. Talk about precious. DorisRenaissance Womenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09045401344374224512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1409887812566625284.post-26801899563256097332022-07-20T21:04:44.469-05:002022-07-20T21:04:44.469-05:00Excellent, Cheryl! Goodness, how I (one who can h...Excellent, Cheryl! Goodness, how I (one who can hardly thread a needle) admire you--both for your sewing and for your writing. Thank you!John Porterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00948452767251877886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1409887812566625284.post-12784616778961835372022-07-20T20:28:53.410-05:002022-07-20T20:28:53.410-05:00Agnes, I have made soooo many gifts for others tha...Agnes, I have made soooo many gifts for others that were embroidered or cross stitched. I have a few things, but not many. I have seriously been thinking of doing a table cloth and napkins--maybe some kind of Christmas pattern. I really do love stuff like that. Yes, you are right--great memories of the past--so much love and time and effort put into these heirlooms!Cheryl Piersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18116526340220274282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1409887812566625284.post-15619959588929219852022-07-20T20:22:22.999-05:002022-07-20T20:22:22.999-05:00Such a great post. I spent a lot of time working o...Such a great post. I spent a lot of time working on things just like these with my mother and my grandmother. In fact, it hasn't been that long ago that I did a tablecloth and napkins for myself. I love using them when I have company. Thanks for reminding us of good memories of the past.Agnes Alexanderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12200562452027669994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1409887812566625284.post-28232113289233726692022-07-20T19:50:22.721-05:002022-07-20T19:50:22.721-05:00Oh, you made me laugh! I love the smell of leather...Oh, you made me laugh! I love the smell of leather, too. There is just nothing like it. How nice to have a keepsake from your grandmother! I don't really have anything from my grandmother on my dad's side, but I do have some kitchen utensils from my mom's mother. I'm so glad you stopped by today! Cheryl Piersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18116526340220274282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1409887812566625284.post-90856807286291840422022-07-20T19:34:53.658-05:002022-07-20T19:34:53.658-05:00Oh, Kaye. I can only imagine how awful home ec mus...Oh, Kaye. I can only imagine how awful home ec must have been for someone who was not interested. I was interested, but only in parts of it, and I tell you, there were times it was a chore for me to even go to that class! We didn't do embroidery, but we did have to choose a "garment" to make and have it done by the end of the 2nd 9 weeks--our home ec classes were only half a year, so 2 9-week sessions. That was a lot to learn -- how to use a sewing machine and actually make something along with all the other things we had to do--the cooking and other various things we learned. Girls didn't take shop or anything like that at my school, either. Just a different time. <br /><br />I was so glad to be able to buy that box of stuff for so cheap, and my sister and I both picked out the things we really loved and USED them. I'm so glad you stopped by!Cheryl Piersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18116526340220274282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1409887812566625284.post-33635078773529204522022-07-20T19:28:40.233-05:002022-07-20T19:28:40.233-05:00Jesse I would have loved to learn how to do tattin...Jesse I would have loved to learn how to do tatting. That just seemed like pure magic to watch someone do that. I did learn to crochet, but just very basic patterns and all I can make are afghans. LOL I don't know if I can even remember how to do that now, it's been so long.Cheryl Piersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18116526340220274282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1409887812566625284.post-33735143771691866812022-07-20T18:31:53.129-05:002022-07-20T18:31:53.129-05:00I love a post that stirs up emotions. I never knew...I love a post that stirs up emotions. I never knew my paternal grandmother so I don't know if she embroidered or not. And my maternal grandmother I saw once or twice at a super young age so really don't remember it. However, I do have stored away an embroidered tea towel that made its way into my hands when her things were sorted and given out.<br /><br />I resonated w/Kaye's comment also. By the time I hit middle school things had advanced a little bit for girls--I did get to take a half year of shop, but my resentment was being forced to spend the other half of the year in home ec so I have loathed sewing or anything like it ever since.<br /><br />Now tooling leather? THAT I find awesome-but I live in an apartment so it's not practical to work on leather (noise disruption). Plus I love to sniff leather. Unfinished leather smells so awesome.BK Jacksonnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1409887812566625284.post-10118695343712695732022-07-20T17:55:33.538-05:002022-07-20T17:55:33.538-05:00I learned to embroider in junior high home ec clas...I learned to embroider in junior high home ec class. I remember the iron-on transfers and having to turn the raw edges of the tea towels and hem them and make those perfectly-turned corners or Mrs. Alstat would rip out all the stitching and make me start over. Ugh. I have no idea what happened to that set of embroidered tea towels. I had embroidered seven for the days of the week rhyme: Monday's child is fair of face. Tuesday's child is full of grace. Wednesday's child is full of woe. Thursday's child has far to go. Saturday's child is loving and giving. And the child that is born on a bright Sunday is fair and wise and good and gay.<br /><br />THAT was a lot of embroidering for a junior high girl who didn't have a domestic bone in her body, and who resented not being allowed in shop and auto-mechanics class, because of the school district's policies on appropriate classes for girls and boys.<br /><br />I agree, though, and truly appreciate the hours and hours of hand-work that goes into an embroidered item. I would have bought that box of embroidered goodies, too. ;-)Kaye Spencerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13530735658588595790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1409887812566625284.post-24760345546895425722022-07-20T17:34:31.713-05:002022-07-20T17:34:31.713-05:00My mother embroidered. We had so many doillies. I...My mother embroidered. We had so many doillies. I wonder what happened to them. Did you learn to tat as well?<br />Jesse J Elliothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09142413700578436883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1409887812566625284.post-84339598832085375192022-07-20T13:42:06.849-05:002022-07-20T13:42:06.849-05:00Oh, JES, I agree! I don't think my eyes are up...Oh, JES, I agree! I don't think my eyes are up to the task anymore, UNLESS I get one of those magnifiers they make for quilters and crafters. Maybe then. I do miss it!Cheryl Piersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18116526340220274282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1409887812566625284.post-55591710505028912672022-07-20T12:51:10.748-05:002022-07-20T12:51:10.748-05:00I used to embroider also but my eyesight just isn&...I used to embroider also but my eyesight just isn't that good any longer! I remember how satisfying it was to see that image appearing!JES Hayshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08464125288178319685noreply@blogger.com