I loved going to spend time with my grandma as a kid. She had an acre lot with a giant veggie patch, a large area of raspberries, the playset, my cat (who went to live with her when we discovered I was allergic), endless amounts of food including the best homemade bread, and I was always fascinated by her sewing room. A room full of button jars, endless thread, notions, and bins upon bins of fabric (on top of all the fabric she had in a giant closet). So perhaps my hoarding of fabric is genetic?!?! Oh, G.G. (Great grandma) has morphed into Gigi and now that's her name to everyone.
My oldest loves Gigi. She wears her Gigi pj's (ones that have been made by non-other) 98% of the time and was so thrilled to stay with Gigi, wear her Gigi pj's, and icing on the cake, get to sleep with Gigi! She then asked Gigi to teach her to knit. I think it was more work than she bargained for but I love that she's eager to learn even if only a little. I have never picked up the needle and yarn habit, maybe I should.
Gigi is being so gracious and lending me her serger, a dream purchase of mine that just hasn't happened yet. I am beyond blessed and thankful for this gift because it's helping me launch a special project coming very soon.
I was so drawn to this quilt on the spare bed. A mash up of blocks it was perfectly pale with blast of colour. I really want to make my girls quilts but I haven't found the right inspiration, I think this is it! Here are a couple of my favourite blocks.
Sleeping at Gigi's the sheets smelled the same as they have all these years and they flooded me with so many happy memories. I ate about six pieces of Gigi toast for breakfast and left with a full belly and an even fuller heart.