Ghosts of Easter Past

What I'm really loving about this Easter picture of my brothers, sister and I are those very cool, snappy white Texas blazers and narrow dark ties my brothers are wearing.  Pretty cool.  And they actually look proud to be photographed in them.

The sisters get equal strut time two years later on Easter Sunday 1965.  We are awfully proud of our Easter hats, full skirts and white gloves.  And I'm really tripping on that cool paisley print my sister is wearing.  I wonder what color it was?  How I'd love some of that yardage now!  Brad and David are synchronized in their head tilting "Aw, do I hafta get my picture taken?" pose or maybe there's a breeze blowing through the new house in Wisconsin.  Who knows?

Here's to your Easter finest.

Happy Easter!

p.s. I'm trying some silk dyed eggs as I write this.  

I'll post some pics if they turn out.

No Time For Love

In our school district, we are in the middle of a search for the next superintendent and lots of meetings due to great upheaval in education in Wisconsin (you know, the whole union thing).  Anyway, school board life is very intense right now... meetings every night last week and every night this week including Friday as well as 9 hours this last Saturday... which leaves no time for what I love.  Except this.  I love this pattern.  1965.  Don't you love it, too?  Just bought it on Etsy and can't wait to make it up!  But wait I will.  No choice.  Til then, I can look at it longingly and read the instructions and dream about the fabric I'll pick for it.  Sigh.