Vintage

I love vintage linens, and use them. I must confess that many of my vintage sheets and pillowcases are getting rather threadbare, and deteriorating much the same way as my vintage quilts are. A little "sub collection" are my vintage handkerchiefs. This one I had framed. It's a calendar hanky from 1951, the year my Man was born, on July 15. Born to make me crazy. Every year in the fifties has a calendar hanky, and I have one for my year of birth, but 1951 is the cutest. My intention was to get my hanky framed, and then hang them in a pair over our bed. I haven't gotten around to getting mine framed yet. I'm trotting this out because I don't have much to show knitting wise. I'm itching to start something new, and have a few things lined up, but I'm trying to wrap up professional obligations before I take the plunge. The sleeves for the magazine piece are blocking, and the studio still has the rest of the sweater. I was going to get it back this evening, but it doesn't look likely. I hope they still don't expect it assembled on Friday still.