OK, so SO showed me how to do this. This is my new sewing room. Our pull out couch with my stufties on it:
The closet doors with some patriotic hangy things my aunt finished for me last year. I love patriotic stuff and I like having them there.
This is my bookcase with most of my charts on it. I've hung my finished wallhanging for Kitty Cat Dreams on there too, til we get my pictures hung up.
The coffee table with my evolving art project of floss in it. On the right is one of my favorite books, a book about Maryland schoolgirl samplers. In the early 1800s, a woman ran a stitching school here in my new town. She's buried at the church up the street from me.
My pride and joy, a very old nightgown that was hand made, even the lace, and lovingly repaired. I imagine this was the maker's wedding nightgown. It must have been special to have been saved and loved like this. I know it is for me, and I hope it is there for happy times like it probably was for her.
And the detail of the bodice. How lovely. One of those things you must have or your life is not quite the same.