I hear my Mom singing that song whenever I look at a bushel basket. It was a household item back in the day...before the plastic age. I remember seeing clothes rolled and sprinkled, ready for ironing in a bushel basket just like this.
My dear SIL Elizabeth asked if I wanted this basket, I said yes and I had in mind a project.
Finding myself with an unexpected day off from baby wrangling, I got a little crafty.
I had this pillowcase from one of my rummage sales. I thought I might try my hand at lining the basket. The pillowcase wasn't wide enough to go around the basket, so I cut off the embroidered part and added a piece off the bottom of the case to give me the width I needed.
A pretty good match...
Next time I will use something with a smaller design, so you could see that it is in fact a bushel basket. I just had to keep the butterfly in the design. This will be great for crochet projects that would otherwise get snagged on a basket. I like it...What do you think? Have a great day.
5 comments:
Penny, it turned out really nice. Very pretty embroidery work. You've got such talent!
Barb
and a hug around the neck ...
xoxoxo
Penny, it's gorgeous ...
been thinking of Annie a lot as of late
Wonderful use of your finds. You never let anything go for just its initial use - what an imagination!
Hugs Pal
simply stopping by to say hi
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