RIP Reg! My poor Reginald met an untimely demise. He had disappeared for a couple of weeks. Searching was to no avail. My left buttock discovered Reg when it plopped down on my embroidered cushion. When I extracted Reg, he was half missing, which gave me quite the amount of angst until I found the rest of him flung half way across the room.😆😅🤣
Hi Corrine, brought back memories of my Dad when you were talking about your Dad reading westerns, mine loved them too, he was a stockman so I guess they had relevant stuff in them that he could relate too. Loving your pages.
I love listening to your farm stories. I'm of your dad's era so I got very vivid pictures of the boy lazing on his horse reading Westerns. I recall going around the sheep on a half draft horse with one eye called Mike. It was my best friend Jan's (short for Janice), task but I often joined her. Her horse was an ex race horse called Red Arrow, and he was as beautiful as Mike was ugly. In early Spring when the lambs were being born it was pretty cold so we wore oilskins and thick double knit socks inside our gumboots. If it got wet and stormy and we were in the hills at the back of the farm, we would pull the oilskin hoods over our heads and lay our heads down on our horses neck and Mike and Red would faithfully take us home. We were only 9 or 10 year old girls so it was a big responsibility. We often would have a new born orphan lamb tucked up with us. The smell of wet, warm horse oil skins and baby lamb stays with me as a memory of safety and contentment. Jan's no longer with us sadly. We were friends for over 60 years and life in New Zealand has changed way beyond what we ever thought was possible. It's so good to remember as we stitch in the same way our grandmother's did. Your love of lavender reminded me of my Nana who grew English lavender. She and zi would make little lavender bags from fabric scraps. She was a seamstress, so we had lovely silk scraps to work with. I slept with a lavender bag under my pillow through my childhood right into my teens. I learn so much from watching you. Arohanui from me in Aotearoa New Zealand ❤
Thank you Corrine for your video today. Poor Reg sent to the guillotine. I have informed Thelma (My naughty girl) that if she does not behave she will meet the same fate. Did not stop her sticking in my finger many times yesterday 🙄.long live Reg mark 2 or will it be Reg jnr. Love the tales from the farm, reminds me of my childhood spent with my aunt and uncle. She supervised my sewing ,he was gamekeeper to the local Laird in Scotland. I got to feed any orphans around. When I discovered posh people came to shoot the pheasant for fun I was a tad upset. Hope all goes well with your dad.
Oh, Corrine, you’re guilty of Regicide! 😄 RIP Reg the first. I’m totally with you on ironing and always apply the body heat method. My mum would be ashamed of me. She used to iron handkerchiefs, socks, underwear, the lot. Jersey calves are sooo cute, beaten only by Highland ones. But I imagine Highland cows wouldn’t fair too well in your Queensland heat. 🐮
Earlier in the year I was lucky enough to visit London. A trip to the Bricklane Vintage Markets was a must. I found that all the vintage tablecloths and runners etc were used to make or add to tops, skirts and dresses or decorate denim jeans. Did not find any thing in the many second hand and charity shops we visited either.
I love how you piece things together to create texture and interest. I need to learn how to do that. I'm in California and all the good fabric, laces and doilies are nowhere to be found at the thrift stores. I believe they have a gatekeeper who collects them and sells them elsewhere for a bigger profit. I can't prove it but it's what I suspect.
@@tobelovedtreasuresbycorrine I believe this started with vintage clothing and then they added books. Now it's textiles as well. 🫤 Thrifting isn't as fun as it used to be as when I was in high school. There was no gatekeeping then. It's sad, really.
Our local thrift stores don’t have any craft items any more. And what they do have is priced literally almost the same price as new. Just under. I don’t understand that. And the goodwill here is not even employing handicapped people any longer. I don’t think our local goodwill is doing well any more. The last time I went was the final straw. And I was not the only one. People were just walking around with empty carts. We do have one thrift store that supports our local woman’s shelter. They have a small crafts section. But it’s a tiny fraction of what it used to be. I think a lot of people are selling on Facebook marketplace place around here instead of putting in thrift stores. And going to estate and garage sales is a huge past time. And now that weather is starting to cool we will be hitting garage sale season here in Texas panhandle. So hope to find some nice fabrics this fall.
We have a men's shelter thrift shop that is cheaper than Goodwill by a tiny bit. Goodwill asks if we will donate when we pay - to help people. That is what they are supposed to do with their money.
I've dropped needles keep count of missing in action had 3 at one time have gradually located them magnets are good for drawing out the missing needles
This is going to be so beautiful! Sorry to hear about poor little Reg's decapitation, lol! What kind of needle was he anyway? I need one like that in my sewing box.
Corine you are a girl after my own heart I too hate ironing and let my body heat release the crinkles and smooth outvmy clothes on the line to save me ironing.
It is so enjoyable to watch you and listen to your creative process. Wonderful stories as well. ❤❤❤
Thank you so much!
RIP Reg! My poor Reginald met an untimely demise. He had disappeared for a couple of weeks. Searching was to no avail. My left buttock discovered Reg when it plopped down on my embroidered cushion. When I extracted Reg, he was half missing, which gave me quite the amount of angst until I found the rest of him flung half way across the room.😆😅🤣
Poor Reg!
Lol.. wish my body once warm would drop it's creases 🤣🤣🤣
Hi Corrine, brought back memories of my Dad when you were talking about your Dad reading westerns, mine loved them too, he was a stockman so I guess they had relevant stuff in them
that he could relate too.
Loving your pages.
Oh lovely.. great times.. now they don’t leave the house and sit on an IPad.
I love listening to your farm stories. I'm of your dad's era so I got very vivid pictures of the boy lazing on his horse reading Westerns. I recall going around the sheep on a half draft horse with one eye called Mike. It was my best friend Jan's (short for Janice), task but I often joined her. Her horse was an ex race horse called Red Arrow, and he was as beautiful as Mike was ugly. In early Spring when the lambs were being born it was pretty cold so we wore oilskins and thick double knit socks inside our gumboots. If it got wet and stormy and we were in the hills at the back of the farm, we would pull the oilskin hoods over our heads and lay our heads down on our horses neck and Mike and Red would faithfully take us home. We were only 9 or 10 year old girls so it was a big responsibility. We often would have a new born orphan lamb tucked up with us. The smell of wet, warm horse oil skins and baby lamb stays with me as a memory of safety and contentment.
Jan's no longer with us sadly. We were friends for over 60 years and life in New Zealand has changed way beyond what we ever thought was possible. It's so good to remember as we stitch in the same way our grandmother's did.
Your love of lavender reminded me of my Nana who grew English lavender. She and zi would make little lavender bags from fabric scraps. She was a seamstress, so we had lovely silk scraps to work with. I slept with a lavender bag under my pillow through my childhood right into my teens.
I learn so much from watching you. Arohanui from me in Aotearoa New Zealand ❤
Oh great memories! If only we could go back in time a visit with those two young girls! And sit with them again! Thanks for sharing that with me .
I just love this ocean journal you are working on! That container of colored lace...love it! Purple is my favorite color.
Hi Corrine I picked my lavender tonight! Love that smell
I picked mine today and filmed my video.. the smell got very strong..
Thank you Corrine for your video today. Poor Reg sent to the guillotine. I have informed Thelma (My naughty girl) that if she does not behave she will meet the same fate. Did not stop her sticking in my finger many times yesterday 🙄.long live Reg mark 2 or will it be Reg jnr. Love the tales from the farm, reminds me of my childhood spent with my aunt and uncle. She supervised my sewing ,he was gamekeeper to the local Laird in Scotland. I got to feed any orphans around. When I discovered posh people came to shoot the pheasant for fun I was a tad upset. Hope all goes well with your dad.
Reg's katma finally caught up with him!! loved your girlhood avender story Corrine.
Glad you enjoyed it! I think it did too.. bad attitude that Reg!
Oh, Corrine, you’re guilty of Regicide! 😄 RIP Reg the first. I’m totally with you on ironing and always apply the body heat method. My mum would be ashamed of me. She used to iron handkerchiefs, socks, underwear, the lot. Jersey calves are sooo cute, beaten only by Highland ones. But I imagine Highland cows wouldn’t fair too well in your Queensland heat. 🐮
RIP reg.
Earlier in the year I was lucky enough to visit London. A trip to the Bricklane Vintage Markets was a must. I found that all the vintage tablecloths and runners etc were used to make or add to tops, skirts and dresses or decorate denim jeans. Did not find any thing in the many second hand and charity shops we visited either.
Oh wow! Must add that to my (one day visit) list!
Bullion stitch works well and french knots.
Use brishti purple to highligt it. You always have a sun dirrection and shaded side and center is brishti.
Poor Reg! 😂
Oh no!! 😮 Poor Reg!😢😅
Retired!
I love how you piece things together to create texture and interest. I need to learn how to do that.
I'm in California and all the good fabric, laces and doilies are nowhere to be found at the thrift stores. I believe they have a gatekeeper who collects them and sells them elsewhere for a bigger profit. I can't prove it but it's what I suspect.
That is what is happening here.. they are doing that here from what I have been told recently.
@@tobelovedtreasuresbycorrine
I believe this started with vintage clothing and then they added books. Now it's textiles as well. 🫤 Thrifting isn't as fun as it used to be as when I was in high school. There was no gatekeeping then. It's sad, really.
Our local thrift stores don’t have any craft items any more. And what they do have is priced literally almost the same price as new. Just under. I don’t understand that. And the goodwill here is not even employing handicapped people any longer. I don’t think our local goodwill is doing well any more. The last time I went was the final straw. And I was not the only one. People were just walking around with empty carts. We do have one thrift store that supports our local woman’s shelter. They have a small crafts section. But it’s a tiny fraction of what it used to be. I think a lot of people are selling on Facebook marketplace place around here instead of putting in thrift stores. And going to estate and garage sales is a huge past time. And now that weather is starting to cool we will be hitting garage sale season here in Texas panhandle. So hope to find some nice fabrics this fall.
We have a men's shelter thrift shop that is cheaper than Goodwill by a tiny bit. Goodwill asks if we will donate when we pay - to help people. That is what they are supposed to do with their money.
It’s so sad. That trend is here in Australia too. Thrift stores are big business now..
I've dropped needles keep count of missing in action had 3 at one time have gradually located them magnets are good for drawing out the missing needles
Reg 😱
This is going to be so beautiful! Sorry to hear about poor little Reg's decapitation, lol! What kind of needle was he anyway? I need one like that in my sewing box.
Straw needle. He will be missed
I just saw the movie called “Support Your Local Sheriff “. I adored it. Have you seen it?
Will look it up .. thanks
Corine you are a girl after my own heart
I too hate ironing and let my body heat release the crinkles and smooth outvmy clothes on the line to save me ironing.
lol.. it works!! lol
Poor Reg
Im a english lavender person
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