This is one of our three formerly feral cats, obviously no longer feral. They were a daily source of delight for 3 yo Vivian Rose and 7 yo Alastair.
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Before the summer was over, our two younger grandchildren came across the state for a week of Nana (and Granddad) camp. As all grandparents know, it was a fabulous, memorable time for all, not the least of whom were their folks who were relieved of parental responsibilities for a week. How well I remember that special joy in years gone by.
In an effort to give this some sewing references, I must tell you that Vivian Rose’s suitcase was packed with nothing but Nana-made clothes. I love my daughter for that–and a million other reasons. Vivian wore her firefly outfit, the ever popular parade dress, her ABC shorts set, the CC Jane tricycle set and others. More pictures should have been taken, but I was too wrapped up in the children to shoot more.
With a goofy grin and a little chocolate cake still lingering on her mouth, Vivi wears a well-worn Children’s Corner Katina, made fir her mother 35 years ago. There is something to be said for polycotton. The dress and bloomers are in near perfect condition.
FISH
A highlight of the week was a visit to our friends’ garden and koi ponds. The day before our outing, Alastair and Vivian Rose collaborated on a pair of koi dishtowels for their hosts. Alastair actually did most of the embroidery, with Vivi pushing the needle threader, presser foot lever and start button occasionally. They chose the threads and were quite proud of the results.
The children did the embroidery at my Dream Machine. Alastair is fascinated by the technology and Vivi loves to push the buttons–any buttons.
John and Susanna are the grandparents of Baby Shrek who surely found a world of delight at their home when he visited in September. Vivi’s mother and our daughter, Rebecca Susanne, was named for dear friend Susanna. (But Rebecca Susanna sounded a little too heavy on the -a”s.)
Susanna led the trail past the koi pond and through her breathtaking garden.
After a short time, Vivian left the fish. They were pretty, they swam, she moved on. In her explorations, she discovered a quiet hideaway where Susanna likes to sit and read, though she seldom sits. She and her husband John are always on the go, what with keeping up with the garden and ponds, doing church work, and being friends to all.
Vivi was awed by the wind chimes and a singing bird in a secluded nook in the garden.
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