"We ride at dawn!"
Wish us luck and cross your fingers that we both stay out of trouble!
Stay 'tooned!
"We ride at dawn!"
Wish us luck and cross your fingers that we both stay out of trouble!
Stay 'tooned!
First Post of the Day
Here's some living history that's personal - the early days of my own living history history. (Does that make sense? Hah!)
This photo goes all the way back to 1995. That's a family friend, Michael Dotson, my mother, me, and Mountain Mama Jessica at our very first event ever as sutlers. We are at an event in Hebron, Indiana.
Second Post of the Day
I'm starting Feast week off with a beautiful picture of my mother, Fern Honeywell Martin. She was the Feast's publicist and began working behind the scenes starting in the 1970s and ending in 2010 when it just became too difficult for her. (Understandable - she was 82!)
It all began with Blake, one of my very first customers in 2022. Hailing from Omaha, he comes to the Feast every year, buys shirts from me, and then takes a handful of my cards back home with him. When asked about his shirts at western events, he tells the person about me and hands them my card.
I had no idea he had been doing this until earlier this summer when I discovered that he has been a willing walking advertisement for Jolis Chevaux.
Apparently the sewists on the western living history circuit don't use block prints; they sew more for the Mountain Man/Cowboy era. Their shirts are solid colors, checks, calicos, and ginghams. So when Blake began wearing my block print shirts, people noticed and I benefited. Thank you, Blake!
Saturday I was contacted by a new member of Jolis Chevaux. He asked about a particular shirt, bought it and paid me immediately (giving me a chance to brush up on my Square skills for the Feast), and then sent me his shipping address.
Kearney, Nebraska. Yep, friend of Blake.
Other presales have been coming in. One of my regular customers is outfitting a friend, and then Leslie wants another bedgown and is coming today to try a couple on.
I don't mind early sales and am grateful people are buying, especially at a time when there is uncertainty with the economy.
Stay 'tooned!
Just as I arrived at Lisa's school for our presentations, I got a text from Leslie and Rick. They live in Brookston, a small town north of West Lafayette, and a train was on the tracks and blocking their way!
No pictures yet, (the saddles are still in my car) but yesterday I went up to Leslie's farm and borrowed her two sidesaddles for my Feast School Day presentation. Oh, my, what treasures! As soon as I get them into the house, I will take some pics and share them here. You're in for a treat!
Leslie and I make a good team with our skill sets complementing the other's so we are helping each other a lot as we both prepare our booths for the Feast. Sewing buttonholes on older machines, Janome or not, was tricky for both of us in the past.
Second Post of the Day
My sister Leslie has been attending The Feast of the Hunters' Moon since the mid 1970s. She's worn a variety of period clothing and interpreted many different lifestyles over the years. In the 1990s, she began wearing 18th century riding habits and has done so ever since.
Until this year. This year she is switching things up and has asked me to make all her clothing for her new interpretation.