As I considered what salvaged or scrap fabric to use I remembered the little card-table sized tablecloth that I got from my mom with the matching napkins. It had small holes and rust stains where the napkins had been pinned to it for probably some 30-years or more. I can't remember the last time my mom played bridge, and I'm certain this was its purpose.
In that little faded-drab-pink tablecloth I saw my apron.

A few cuts . . .

Some piecing and stitching . . . and I had my new little four-pocket apron.

Plus, with the small pieces that remained I created two more bookmarks.
And what is old is made new again!
4 comments:
Another beautiful creation.
Awww . . . Thank you. :)
how gorgeous!!!!! and rosie pink too... how perfect!!!!
Yes. I've been making peace with pink.
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