my child-like love of trains? about my new part time job? and about dressing like a 40’s female detective?
I live on the top of a hill by the French Broad River and by that river there is a train track. Every day and every night if you hold still you can hear and feel those trains. I am just gleeful about a train.
I went to visit Waechter’s new locale a few months ago – I was blown away. For those of you who don’t know – Waechter’s is one of the country’s last fine fabric stores. When I first moved to Asheville as a young fry – we had no chain fabric store and I was scared by the two independently owned fabric stores in Asheville – House of Fabrics and Waechters. I had never really seen fine fabric and I’ll admit the price tags scared me a bit. A few years later I felt like I had discovered a pot of gold unawares. Not only do those fine fabric ladies know more about sewing and fabric – they have become great friends of mine. Well – back to the trains – it was time for me to move on from my job of 5 years and manage my own burgeoning dream – but I needed a reliable small income – and I happened to walk into the new Waechter’s store. When I’m not in my studio working – this is where I work: the back door – my skylight over my desk and the trains that blow by the back door…
You know I’m listening to Midnight Train to Georgia as I’m typing this… in my 40’s female detective outfit – skirt made by Julie Fennell