The third week of my leave has seen me living with the plague. Ok, maybe not the plague (an absence of bubonic pustules is telling) but a nasty chest infection that’s kept me out of action. It came on the night we returned from Braidwood and I’ve kept warm and sheltered since, always making sure to heed my mother’s warnings when outside the house to wear a scarf and keep my chest warm.
Except for today when I modelled an apron I made recently. The sun came out briefly after lunch and I headed outside to get some Vitamin D and show off my latest sewing project. I went looking on Etsy a while ago for some fun patterns for aprons, figuring it’s a great way to try my hand at matching fabrics and making something useful. I’m pretty happy with how it turned out.
It ties up both at the neck and the waist and sits very comfortably.
I’m used to aprons made from heavier fabric though – this one is just made from quilting cotton. I’m unsure yet how I feel about a lightweight apron – perhaps it’s just a matter of adjusting since I’m so used to stiffer fabric in commercially made versions. I do wear aprons a lot (I’m forever wiping my hands on my clothes in the kitchen if I don’t!) so I’m going to make more of them for sure.
The chickens were wandering around while we took these photos and I grabbed Shirley for a cuddle. I love cuddling the girls (or the Sister Hens as we call them sometimes. If you watch Big Love you’ll get that!). They’ve become very willing recipients of a bit of handling, but do let us know when they’re not interested (mostly by running away!).
I love this picture. How much more rustic can you get than standing in your back yard on an autumn day, wearing a home-made apron and cuddling a chicken? I should add, lest this all sounds just too picture-perfect, that seconds after Sean took this photo, Shirley crapped on my apron and flapped out of my grasp. Nice one, Shirley. There’s a first time for everything.