Thank You, Mrs. Edwin T. Peura

I don't know Mrs. Edwin T. Peura. I believe she's deceased, I believe her first name was Salme. But I do know that she was crafty and subscribed to The Workbasket and I know this because I ended up with a big ol' box of them with her name and address on them. 

Two hundred issues. TWO HUNDRED, and about 90% of them are older than I am. 

YOU GUYS, I freaking love old patterns. I already had a meager collection of booklets and magazines that I've found at used book sales and thrift stores. And now I have 23 years' worth of new-to-me vintage patterns (and from what I hear, there's more coming my way). 

Two-freaking-hundred pattern booklets. I know me and I will either lose an entire week browsing them all at once and scanning patterns I want to try and then another week reorganizing them fifty different ways, or-- OR-- I could do this methodically.  

So, once a week, I will feature an issue from Mrs. Peura's collection. And I'm going to post on Wednesdays because I will hate myself if I don't call it Workbasket Wednesday. 

I'll start next week because there's a lot in this little 5"x8" magazine and I want to take the time to make sure I hit all the highlights. In the meantime, I'll use this space to blather on about knitting/crocheting, my quest to decorate my apartment, probably my cats, and maybe tea, among whatever other rando thoughts come to mind. 

I'm very excited about this. Thank you, Mrs. Edwin T. Peura of Elmhurst Street Northeast. Your patterns are safe and loved here on Clifton Boulevard