Fine Heirloom Sewing, Smocking and Hand Embroidery

"Baby will be well and smiling in little garments made by Mother, Auntie, Grannie and loving friends!"

Please join me as I teach the old fashioned techniques and skills needed to sew baby clothes. You will find lessons that start at the very beginning and take you step by step as we sew little baby clothes together. May you find much joy and pleasure in making them.
It's easy and it's fun!!

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Showing posts with label Afton Villa Gardens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Afton Villa Gardens. Show all posts

Sunday, March 13

Fun With Friends- Afton Villa Gardens!

Everytime I visit, I am always moved by this little statue in the family cemetery.
Grief was a constant companion of those living  in the 1800's.

This is the entrance to Afton Villa Gardens. My favorite place in Louisiana!
 In another week or so, the Azalea's will be in full bloom along either side of the road.

See  more about the Afton Villa Gardens.

For those who know me.  You will be surprised to learn that the Rose is not my favorite flower (but I do love Roses). 

 It is the Daffodil!!

My shirt is really Navy Blue but it turned into LSU purple in this picture - so funny!
Picture Title:  Friends among the Daffodils. (Beth, Marsha, me)


I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they 
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed...and gazed...but little thought
what wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
and dances with the daffodils.
by William Wordsworth

For awhile - I was in Heaven!

signed: Jeannie of the Daffodils


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