In my life I have called 3 city home. It wasn’t until I came to Portland that I felt a place i could settle down. Home for the longest time was a place I came to crash after a long night of work. Where I would stress bake in the tiny small cramped kitchens. It never had the comfort or warmth that I pictured that people felt when they were home.
Portland is the first time that home feels like what I imagined home to feel like. From the moment I moved here and lived in a 125 sq ft apartment on Alberta. To the small 1 bedroom that I brought my first sweet dog home to on Fremont. Home now is a small townhouse that I share with my boyfriend and 2 dachshunds. When at home, you can find me spending a lot of time baking in our kitchen.
I made this apron out of Violet Craft’s lovely collection of portland themed fabric callled Waterfront Park. I embroidered each of the bridges names with pearl cotton. I just hand drew on the lettering and stitched over that. So want to know next weeks word?
Can’t wait see how the change of the season inspires you! Be sure to check out and link up at Erika’s blog too!