Flannel on the clothesline
Sheds the dusty coat
Gathered in the fabric store,
All those tiny motes.
Filtered sunlight and a breeze
Scent of cedar from the trees.
Quickly! No one’s looking now.
Let them stand and wonder how
The seamstress waves her magic wand.
Of nightgowns she is very fond.
Scrunch together, stretch again,
And two new shapes, now remain.
Shapeshifters, you can take a bow,
And sleep in cozy dreamland now.
OH..Sleepy Hollow comes to mind!
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Getting near that time. No heads in these nighties….
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Wow, you are quite a wizard! Those nightgowns look very comfy and cozy!
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Very cozy!
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They smell so much better than a drier!!
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For sure!!
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Which one of them is yours? They look like sweet dreams nighties.
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The bigger one is mine. The other is for Myrtle (mother-in-law). She’s much smaller than I am.
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That’s like a magic trick! 🙂
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It is! Too bad it wasn’t as quick and easy as I pretended it was. 😉
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There was a massive amount of effort between photo 1 and photo 2, I’ll bet. 🙂
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You’ve got it.;-)
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LOL! Those look so cozy, Anneli!
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They’re amazingly warm!
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Aw! Love the poem and the nighties.
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Thanks, Darlene. And the nighties are very soft and cozy.
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Haha. I see a fantasy novel in my head … or a children’s book. 🙂
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Yes, a children’s book. “Who will wear the nightgowns tonight?”
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Storybook quality to your poem, very nice!
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Thanks, Belinda. A simple story, but it works.
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Beautiful work, Anne. You sound like my dear mom was; always sewing something for us. 🙂
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Thanks, Sylvia. I like it when things I sew turn out good and it makes someone happy.
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What a charming post. I had no idea that was coming! What a clever idea to structure the post with the photos and the poem like that!
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I have to admit it was my mother-in-law’s idea to put the two finished nightgowns on the line and show it as a before and after thing. Then the muse came along and the rest is history.
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Wow, what a great mother-in-law!
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She’s approaching 95 and is a going concern.
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Oh wow! Good genes!
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The nightgowns magically appear on the clothes line, abracadabra *. If it was that easy we’d all have a snoogy flannel nightgown, scented with cedar and fresh air. The poem is the perfect embellishment . LIKE IT, *****
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Thanks, Marsha. I added a bit of lace trim to Myrtle’s nightgown so she can tell the front from the back. I think I might have to put some on mine too.
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This was written so cleverly and I loved the transformation! Anneli, my Mom liked to make homemade clothes. I learned how to sew and my best products were a skirt and jacket lined with the silky material, probably not silk. 🙂 such a long time ago. . .
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Our mothers start us off in all sorts of things that we learn. I’ve often thanked my mother (in my mind) for teaching me so many things. Weren’t we lucky to have mothers like that!
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Yes, we certainly were blessed and often I hem my pants since I am short and my girls could do it, they did sew projects for 4H and Girl Scouts, as well as at least one Home Ec class apiece, but I am the one who hems their pants and dresses, Anneli. Our mothers taught us much, not taken for granted, that is for sure. Love, Robin xo
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