Handwriting and Cock-Fighting

Why is it that people in the olden days had such incredible handwriting compared to us now?  I have an old Bible that belonged to my great-grandpa, and he wrote his name in it, like, five times, so I’m pretty sure he was just doodling at that point, and it still looks fancy enough to be a wedding invitation.  My grandpa was the principal of a high school, and his handwriting was so nice they had him fill out all the diplomas every year. My handwriting looks like something you’d expect from a blindfolded six-year-old.

That’s probably why I’m always a fan of anything that incorporates script, like this little ottoman from Beck at Beckwith’s Treasures. And hey, anything would have been a step up from that old fabric, even MY handwriting! No, too far.

But tell that fancy print to moooove over, because this next project was going super-simple.  Katie put the insanely busy farm-scene-fabric on her settee out to pasture in exchange for an oatmeal linen slipcover accented with box pleats for a bit of flare. From a total ‘don’t’ to a cock-a-doodle-DO! See it on her blog The Sewing Nerd.