Sewing and blogging started pretty much at the same time for me. I started to sew stuff and so I started to blog about it. One of my earliest posts was indeed about pincushions – the very first one I had made was rather unsatisfactory and the second one using fabric of my Nan’s marked, at that time, a great sewing achievement.
These days, some two years on, I own a few pincushions. They are scattered around the house and are constantly on the move depending on what I am doing and where.
Today that pincushion I had made early on can be found on the ironing board.
I made another pincushion after that as I started to teach myself how to embroider. It was my first ever embroidery project and today it can be found on my bedside table. (Have just been chuckling to myself because back then I thought one pincushion was enough… clearly I hadn’t started my roaming crafty ways yet)
Kate’s massive pincushion swap resulted in me gaining this gorgeously grey crocheted pincushion made by the delightfully clever Bec. Just now that pincushion sits on the window sill of the grey room, to the left hand side of my sewing machine. It is filled with pretty pink pins.
By my sewing machine this beauty can be found. It is only half full. I’m a little uncertain where all the pins are. Me thinks some children may have been ‘visiting’.
Lastly this little mushroom pincushion arrived in the post last Friday. It was sent by Kathryn and was instantly hijacked by the older children. After a bit of a search I found it in front of a doll house.
So there you have it – my pincushions and where they can be found at my place today.
Playing along here.