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Swash Swagger Hat and Purse

I am so in love with this vintage pattern!  I haven’t started it yet, but I wanted to share it with you all.  I can’t find my hooks!  I included the original Materials List, but I think any light-weight yarn will do.  Like it?!

Swash Swagger Purse No. 772

This free pattern originally published by John Dritz & Sons Company, Volume 10, in 1947.

Purse No. 772

Materials Required:

DRITZ Belastraw Art. No. 110, 2 tubes.

DRITZ Metallic Yarn Art. No. 114, 2 tubes.

DRITZ Steel Crochet Hook No. 1.

DRITZ Bag Lining No. 201 (Zipper Top) or

DRITZ Bag Lining No. 805 (Facile Top).

DRITZ Ornamental Zipper Pull.

GAUGE: 2 shells make 1 1/2.

Ch 59 to measure about 10 1/2″.

1st rnd: In 2nd ch from hook make sc, ch 2 and 3 dc, * sc in next ch, ch 2, dc in next 3 ch. Repeat from * across; in last ch make sc, ch 2 and 3 dc. Working along other side of starting chain, make * * sc in base of next dc, ch 2, dc in base of next 2 dc, dc in base of next sc. Repeat from * *. Join with sl st in 1st sc (30 shells). End off, turn.

2nd rnd: Attach Metallic Yarn in 1st ch 2 sp of last rnd, ch 1, in same place where yarn was attached make sc, ch 2 and 4 dc, * in next ch 2 sp make sc, ch 2 and 4 dc. Repeat from * (30 shells). End off, turn.

3rd rnd: Attach Belastraw in 1st ch 2 sp of last rnd, ch 1, in same place where yarn was attached make sc, ch 2 and 3 dc, * in next ch 2 sp make sc, ch 2 and 3 dc. Repeat from * (30 shells). End off, turn.

Repeat 2nd and 3rd rnds alternately 9 more times; then repeat 2nd rnd once more. End off. Piece should be about 8 1/2″ deep. Mount on DRITZ Bag Lining. Attach DRITZ Ornamental Zipper Pull with a chain of Metallic Yarn.

Swash Swagger Hat No. 771

This free pattern originally published by John Dritz & Sons Company, Volume 10, in 1947.


Hat No. 771

Materials Required:

DRITZ Belastraw Art. No. 110, 3 tubes

DRITZ Metallic Yarn Art. No. 114, 2 tubes

DRITZ Steel Crochet Hook No. 1.

GAUGE: 5 sc make 1″.

CROWN: Ch 2.

1st rnd: 7 sc in 2nd ch from hook. Mark last st of each rnd.

2nd rnd: 2 sc in each sc (14 sc).

3rd rnd: * Sc in next sc, 2 sc in next sc (an inc). Repeat from * (21 sc).

4th rnd: Sc in each sc increasing as necessary to keep work flat (about 7 sc). Repeat 4th rnd until there are 98 sc on rnd and piece measures about 6″ across. Work straight until piece measures 5 1/2 from start.

BRIM: 1st rnd: Ch 2, * dc in 4 sc, 2 dc in next sc. Repeat from * (117 dc). Join with sl st in top of 1st dc.

2nd rnd: Ch 1, sc in same place as sl st, * ch 2, dc in same place as sc, dc in next 2 dc, sc in next dc. Repeat from * joining last shell with sl st in 1st sc (39 shells). End off, turn.

3rd rnd: Attach Metallic Yarn in 1st ch 2 sp of last rnd, ch 1, in same place where yarn was attached make sc, ch 3 and 4 dc, * in next ch 2 sp make sc, ch 3 and 4 dc. Repeat from *. Join (39 shells). End off, turn.

4th rnd: Attach Belastraw in 1st ch 3 sp of last rnd, ch 1, in same place where yarn was attached make sc, ch 2 and 3 dc, * in next ch 3 sp make sc, ch 2 and 3 dc. Repeat from * (39 shells). End off, turn.

5th and 6th rnds: Repeat 3rd and 4th rnds.

7th to 12th rnds incl: Work as before, only, having 1 more dc in each shell on each rnd.

Turn brim up in front.

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Posted by on April 27, 2012 in Crochet


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Have You Read this Poem Yet?

So touching:

Daddy’s Poem

Her hair was up in a ponytail,

her favorite dress tied with a bow.

Today was Daddy’s Day at school

and she couldn’t wait to go.


Her mommy tried to tell her

she should probably stay home;

the kids might not understand,

if she went to school alone.


But she was not afraid;

She knew just what to say.

What to tell her classmates

why he wasn’t there today.


Still her mother worried

for her to face this day alone.

That’s why she tried again

to keep her daughter home.


But the little girl went to school,

eager to tell them all

about a dad she never sees,

a dad who never calls.


There were daddies along the wall

in the back, for everyone to meet.

Children squirmed impatiently,

anxious in their seats.


One by one the teacher called

on a student from the class

to introduce their daddy,

as seconds slowly passed.


At last the teacher called her name.

Every child turned to stare.

Each of them was looking

for a man who wasn’t there.


“Where’s her daddy at?”

she heard a boy call out.

“She probably doesn’t have one,”

another dared to shout.


From somewhere near the back,

she heard a daddy say,

“Just another deadbeat dad,

too busy to waste his day.”


Their words did not offend her

as she smiled up at her Mom,

then looked back at her teacher

who told her to go on.


With her hands behind her back,

she slowly began to speak.

Out of the sweet child’s mouth

came words incredibly unique.


“My Daddy couldn’t be here,

because he lives so far away.

But I know he wishes he could be,

since it’s such a special day.


And though you cannot meet him,

I wanted you to know

all about my daddy,

and how much he loves me so.


He loved to tell me stories,

taught me how to ride my bike.

He surprised me with pink roses

and taught me to fly a kite.


We used to share fudge sundaes,

and ice cream in a cone.

And though you cannot see him,

I’m not standing here alone.


‘Cause my daddy’s always with me,

even though we are apart.

I know, because he told me

He’ll be forever in my heart.”


With that, her little hand reached up

and lay across her chest,

feeling her own heart beat

beneath her favorite dress.


From somewhere in the crowd of dads

her mother stood in tears,

and proudly watched her daughter,

who was wise beyond her years.


For she stood up for the love

of one no longer in her life;

Doing what was best for her,

doing what was a right.


When she dropped her hand back down

staring straight into the crowd,

she finished in a voice so soft,

but its message clear and loud:


“I love my daddy very much;

he’s my shining star.

And if he could, he’d be here,

but Heaven’s just too far.


You see he’s an American Soldier

and he died just this past year

when a roadside bomb hit his convoy

and taught Americans to fear.


But sometimes when I close my eyes,

it’s like he never went away.”

And then she closed her eyes

and saw him there that day.


Then her mother was amazed

and witnessed with surprise,

the room full of daddies and children

all starting to close their eyes.


Who knows what they saw before them?

Who knows what they felt inside?

Perhaps for merely a second

they saw him at her side.


“I know you’re with me Daddy,”

to the silence she called out.

And what happened next made believers

out of any filled with doubt.


Not one in the room could explain it,

for all of their eyes had been closed;

but there on the desk beside her

was a fragrant, long-stemmed, pink rose!


The child again was blessed

by the love of her Shining Star;

And given the gift of believing

that Heaven is never too far.


There must be many children like this little girl.   ‘Thank You’ to our servicemen for the sacrifices they make to keep our country FREE.

Don’t Forget Them.



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Here is some very rare footage of “Little Richard” as a child, when he was just starting out in the music biz, from a movie with Van Johnson.

Watch how he uses his fists and elbows and doesn’t even look at the keys when he sings! It’s Richard Wayne Penniman (aka Little Richard) about fifteen years before “Tutti Frutti, Oh, Rudy….”A-whop bop-a-lu bop a-whop bam boom.

Bad Caledonia!  “She ain’t no good!”

love it.


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To New Friends – May God Bless U

Here’s a shout out to my new friends!  I wonder why I didn’t start blogging sooner.  Since yesterday, I was able to test some new kitchen products with some guy who likes to rant in his kitchen.  Then I got to very thoroughly enjoy some amazing photographs by a couple of amazing photographers.  Read some beautiful Scripture while having my coffee this morning.

The best was when I was able to attend a Russian baby shower by proxy.  My grandmother was from Russia.  Anya.  I could almost taste the Salad Olvier that was pictured (I really don’t know how to spell it, but it’s that fantastic chicken salad).  I have all my children addicted to pilmeni (wonderful Russian dumplings made with love).  I got to see the beautifully decorated nursery, too.  God bless the new baby.

These folks know who they are because I started following them this morning, and, if I get their permissions, I will post their usernames up in here and you can visit their sites/blogs and have as much fun as I did. 

In the meantime, a toast to all of you…May the Lord bless you, and keep you and shine His countenance upon you, in the name of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.  Amen.


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I Love Crochet!


Yarn porn

Yarn porn (Photo credit: auntiem)


Anthro-Inspired Hat


This is my third attempt to post this properly….


I made this hat for a baby shower that we recently held at church.  I made three hats, but this was the show-stopper.  I used baby weight yarn.  I made the body white, I used a different flower pattern and made it in lilac, but then I sewed a button in the center of my simple, one-layer flower.  It was a glass button that shimmered with green, pink and blue tones.  I wish I was smart enough to take a picture of the hats I made.  I told you, I’m new at this!


The crocheter’s blog site is pasted next to the picture.  She saw this hat in an Anthropologie store and said it retailed around $50!  Since I stopped shopping at malls after the birth of my first child – I had four more after him – I buy my yarn at Wal-Mart and try to make snazzy things that look expensive!


I hope you try it.  It’s beautiful when done.







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