Monday night at a charity dinner, a table mate posed the question I am asked frequently of late, “So, what are you doing with all your time?”
That answer came easily: "I am making curtains.”
My little black sewing machine has been humming this week, stitching window coverings for our sweet baby Jamie’s nursery. The last curtains I recall sewing were for Barbara’s kitchen in her newlywed apartment in the historic Bellefonte Laundry building. Those same versatile curtains now hang in Alexander’s bedroom.
I remember making curtains for our first home on Lyndhurst Road in York. We remodeled the kitchen of the 1922 red-brick, semi-detached, two-story house in a tree-lined section of East York, not so dissimilar to where we live now. A stay-at-home mom with three young children and a need to make our one paycheck stretch for the entire month, I did a lot of things to save money. I learned to can and freeze fruit and vegetables from the amazingly prolific postage-stamp-size garden in our back yard and from the abundant pick-it-yourself York County farm opportunities
That same financial reality was oh-so-clear when Barbara and I were pricing blinds for the baby’s room. The tally of the cost to cover the windows and shutter a closet was a bit staggering. “I could make you curtains for so much less, “ I confessed, adding “and I have the time to do it.”
The most difficult part was selecting fabric from afar but with the magic of the internet, we finally found a print (David Walker’s “All Over Dinos” ) in ample yardage at a price that didn’t break the bank. Even though sewing rod curtains is pretty straightforward and simple, I found great general directions here.
With three valances made, the closet curtains complete, only two sets of half curtains remain to be sewn before the batch is ready for delivery, and I get to hold my newest, now smiling, grandson. It will be a pleasure to see these red curtains hanging in his room.
P.S. And here are the new curtain in the baby's room, along with Nana and Jamie, napping. Bliss.
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