i have come to realize i have a working home! and i am thrilled that i have a name for it.
we have all heard of a “working farm”, “working homestead” but a “working home”?
what is a working home? i can tell you it is not a home that will ever make house beautiful or country living, but a home that is lived in! a home that i and a friend encourage my daughters, her friends and the next generation the art of sewing, a home that i produce many of our daily needs like soap, laundry detergent and food, lots of food.
my home if you were to visit is one that i would say “ just throw your jacket on the chair, and even sometimes on the floor for there is where the only cleared spot can be found on a particular day.
my living and dining room for the past 3 months has been devoured with sewing machines, irons, ironing board and an extra cutting table. not a home most people would find “ put together” but a home where if truth be told one would have to acknowledge is really lived in. where several generations can come together for a common goal of learning and friendship.
and sewn we have done here! first a “come together” bag, then cute summer tank tops!
baby quilts have been pieced and quilted for friends expecting wee ones.
as has large reproduction quilts for family members.
pillow cases , dresses and work shirts and been loving sewn for special people
and one knitting bag that i am still swooning over!
but sewing nights are being put on the back burner till fall now.
for the my little homestead has a garden to nurtured and a back porch to day dream on while knitting and hand piecing.
so the sewing club “things” will be stored back in the sewing room till club resumes in cooler weather.
and the pulse of my home will move outdoors where i will share how my home continues to be a "working home”.
