Woken up at 10 to 7 this morning by another smallish quake. We haven't had many lately, which is a little worrying as it makes a person feel as if there's pressure building up somewhere that could go off nastily. I don't know whether its worse to have quakes or not to have them. It's a little like waiting for the other shoe to drop. It's a holiday today too, and we seem to get shakes on holidays - Boxing Day, Christmas Eve - so perhaps this is the start of a rocky day, I hope not.
Went to the Shabby Market yesterday and bought these doilies and tray covers to add to my collection. I think the one with the blue flowers may be from the 1930's or 40's, judging by the style of the embroidery (trellis was a popular motif then - the original wallpaper (1938) in my bathroom had trellis and pink roses on a brown background) and the fabric, which looks like sugar-bag material. The linen that sugar-bags were made of was densely woven, so made a good-quality material when washed and bleached. I hate to think that these things might get thrown away - some anonymous woman, now probably dead and gone, spent time and effort to produce something that would be pretty and cheerful, maybe because her own life was anything but.
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