Thursday, February 25, 2010
From my Vintage Shop - Regency Cottage - I have renewed a few items.
This placemat and napkin set is one of my all time favourites. The hand stitching on this set is amazing and would have taken hour upon hour of work.
And we have a vintage hand knit and crocheted Baby Blanket in white and yellow. Being a sometimes knitter I appreciate the time involved in this piece.
And also today - this vintage white and chocolate checked curtain panel.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Nevada is hating the cold and snow. ( so am I )
Here are a few pics.
This is Dale's and Nevada's mutual admiration society. I have no idea what they would do without one another. *S*
We actually found my parents old winter home on the canal system in St. Pete's.
And took some pics to show Dad.
Even on a beach in Florida, Nevada found birds to point. Good girl Nevada - all that early training has stuck and she whoaed beautifully when asked so I could take several pics.
And what is a visit anywhere without a Weimaraner, or several of them - and bonus - a passle of puppies.
And finally one of "me". I rarely have pics taken of me as I am normally the one behind the camera rather than in front of it.
I also came home with absolutely piles of fabric - so keep tuned to my Etsy shop for updates in new fabrics, renewals of favourites the occasional sale item.
Friday, January 8, 2010
Nevada Goes to School
The Continuing Escapades of Dale and Nevada
Up the street from our home is the local high school, Kincardine and District Secondary School – grades 9 through 12. Behind us, runs the school field – which over the years has transformed from a football field, to a running track, to a soccer field and is now just a field used for gym classes and a few portable classrooms that accommodate the overflow from the main school.
Throughout the 23 years that we have lived in this house, we have used that field
for working the dogs in obedience, show, planted birds for field work and even done a bit of tracking – after school hours of course. But most often lately, we use it as a safe place to take Nevada for a run off leash so she can expend some energy.
Tonight, after dinner, Dale decided to take Nevada for a run – bitter cold though it is. He agreed that he would only be gone a few minutes, knowing that Nevada’s feet would freeze quite quickly. The two of them bundled up in their snow gear and off they went.
Almost 45 minutes went by and I was beginning to be concerned, wondering where they were, when Dale staggered in, quite obviously betwixt and between himself.
“Nevada’s locked in a portable” he hollered at me – stuttering and stammering. I know I must have had a totally confused look on my face as he hollered the same thing at me again. I started to ask him what he was talking about and he just hollered at me to get the keys for the van. Now I am really confused – what do the van keys have to do with a high school portable classroom and my dog. He sputtered at me long enough for me to understand he was going to chase down one of the school custodians for keys. He races off.
I quickly gear up in my snow clothes. As the crow flies, she is only a couple of hundred feet away, but rather than scaling an 8 foot security fence, I have to take the long route and stumble up the snow covered sidewalk as fast as I can manage, around the corner and through the gate into the school field.
I know immediately which of the 5 portable my girls is in, as I have been hearing her screaming hysterically since I opened the door at home. A crowd is gathering at the door of the main school (there must have been some event at the school this evening) , with them all looking at nervously at the field where the unearthly wailing is occurring. I am sure they think I am a crazy woman as I stagger through the snow and into the field directly at the unidentified screaming. ( have I mentioned what a weenie Nevada is ?) all the time hollering at the top of my lungs I’m coming Nevada, Mommy’s coming”
I stand outside the locked door and talk Nevada into some semblance of normality and she gradually quiets.
The people at school leap out of the way as a blue van comes flying up the street, slides to a stop in the snow and slush, and Dale leaps out madly waving a stick with a key dangling off the end of it. He races past, plants a hand on my chest, to push me out of his way on the trip to the locked door. He fumbles with keys, Nevada is wailing again, I am picking myself up out of the snow and finally – Nevada hurtles out of the open door.
I collar her quickly, snap her lead on and head home, while Dale heads back to the van to take the keys back to the custodian. The group at the high school door disperse rapidly at the advance of the crazy woman and her dog, heading back into the school, only to peer at us through the windows of the closed and locked ( yes I heard the lock snick home ) door.
Anyway, we are now home safe and sound, Nevada is still trying to tell me all about her adventure and Dale is sitting quietly trying to calm his racing heart.
It appears, being the good Samaritan that Dale is, that he had noticed the open door on the portable classroom and went to shut it. It automatically locked when he shut it, not realizing that Nevada had beat him to the punch and was already inside the classroom.
Another disaster diverted and all is well – if a little calamitous in our home.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
As usual Dale and
Eventually, somehow, the stick went down the steep embankment, which sloped toward the
But danger lurked everywhere today for
He peered over the edge of the dumpster and way, way, down, at the very bottom was
Dale got to his feet.
There is no ledge to step up on inside the dumpster and after many tries, Dale realizes he is stuck inside the garbage bin. He just isn’t agile enough anymore to swing his leg up and over the top. Starting to panic and with no help in sight, he gets steadily more agitated. He is out of sight, behind the school. No one was within shouting distance. No one knew where he was. No one could be expected at the school until Monday morning. (this was Sat. afternoon) Finally reason kicked in and he started piling the little bits and pieces of garbage in a corner until he had enough of a pile to stand on and haul himself out of there. He did finally get out, stick in hand, with
Friday, December 4, 2009
In freezing temperatures, with a skiff of snow, in Canada, in December.
And YES - that white centre in the one rose is snow!
Thursday, December 3, 2009
First item is a new baby bonnet in a wonderful turquoise with primary coloured accents. I absolutely adore this bonnet.
Another bonnet - again in turquoise, but with retro flowers and polka dots this time.
This is such a darling little bonnet.
And a hand crocheted baby blanket worked in a shell pattern, finished in dc and with sweet
little tassels on the corners. How very warm and cozy.
Monday, November 16, 2009
For heaven's sake - somebody help and get that idiot with the camera away from me!!!
But she was rewarded afterward with a lovely run on the beach.
Anyone looking at this and not knowing our Nevada would think we beat her on a daily basis, when in reality she is probably the world's most spoiled dog.
She is currently stretched out in front of the fireplace with Dale tossing her treats whenever she raises her head!
My - how boring life would be without Nevada.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
I had enough fabric to make 2 cushions - one is 14" square and the other 20" square. They should make a colourful addition to her daughters bedroom - a southern gal born into Canadian winters. Hopefully these cushions will warm her up in the cold months to come!!!!
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Dale and Nevada following the seche on Singing Sands beach.
Singing Sands beach is one of the few in Canada that have a seche - a tide on a fresh water lake that activates with the weather. In this picture we had to walk almost a quarter mile to reach the water as the seche was out. When it comes in - it travels fast we have been chased off the beach more than once by the seche.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
And so, Regency Cottage was born.
You can find us here:
Evey vintage item I list on my Etsy shop, breaks my heart a little.
And when it sells and I have to package it up and ship it out, it is all they can do at the post office to get it away from me to measure and weigh the package. Sometimes it almost develops into a tug of war. I"m sure they think I'm just a wee bit odd. LOL
Here are a few of the items I've sold.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Well - I have finally done it. Crocheted myself into a combination of Tendonitis in my left hand and Carpal Tunnel in my right. But I can't seem to just sit and and watch TV. Or even just sit and chat. I have to be doing something with my hands at all times. Here is an example of the children's hats I have knit and crocheted the past few weeks.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
I found this really sweet fabric on Etsy with Texas Longhorns and Cowboys. I always have a hard time finding fabric suitable to make those special things for little boys and here was a great opportunity. It consists of a crib size blanket, burpee, large bib,m small bib, toy tether and pacifier lead. The blanket, burpee and bibs are topped with the funky fabric, lined with warm and natural and backed with cozy flannel. Come visit my shop for more pics
www.oncottageway.etsy.com or go direct to the item at