Making a New Dress in Colonial Blue

 

I read in Caddie Woodlawn's book 2, that the lovely doll got a new dress every Christmas, so in recent years, I have sewn Penny a new dress every year.  But with our home all topsy-turvy this year as we have built a new house and now are moving into it, I never did get around to making her dress, and have not even been very busy here on her site.  But now we are getting settled and finding out where everything is, so I have set about making Penny her dress for 2015.  This pretty old fashioned blue print fabric was a gift from a friend recently.  Thank you, Keenie, its perfect!

 

 

This reminds me of a poem my sister learned with me when she was little.  I think it went mostly like this:

"My mother buys a piece of cloth to sew a dress for me.

She cuts it all in little bits, though why, I cannot see.

She cuts it all in little bits, and then with might and main,

She sews and sews and sews and sews, and sews it up again!"

 

 

A very large iron, pressing very tiny seams.

This time, I added some decorative stitching from my machine to Penny's sleeves.

 

 

 

 

        We decorated the front with a single heart from that tiny heart trim I put on the skirt.

 

 

Time to attach the skirt to the bodice...

 

 

 

 

The evening sunlight was just breaking through into my craft room window as we finished the dress.  A lovely benediction.

 

 

And now to try it on, Penny!!

She poses here with her kitty, Ruby, by the fresh cut lilacs.

 

 

As we sewed we listened to this CD, " A Musical Tribute to C. S. Lewis".   It has some very peaceful and beautiful songs and instrumentals, many with a Celtic feel.

 

 

I had not heard of Robin Mark before, but I loved this song on the CD (#13), so I hunted up this YouTube video of the song, and found the photography to be amazing!  I hope that you enjoy it...

 

 

 

When it's all been said and done

There is just one thing that matters

Did I do my best to live for truth?

Did I live my life for You?

 

When it's all been said and done

All my treasures will mean nothing

Only what I've done for love's reward

Will stand the test of time.

 

Lord, Your mercy is so great

That You look beyond our weakness

 And find purest gold in miry clay

 Making sinners into saints.

 

I will always sing Your praise

Here on earth and ever after

For You've shown me Heaven's my true home

When it's all been said and done,

You're my life when life is gone.

 

- sung by Robin Mark

 

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