Thru all our moves from Pittsburgh, to Atlanta and a few places here in Texas the chicken doorstop has always come along. It has been thru alot with my kids, grand kids and dogs. It sits in a corner here in my family room near the back door. Most of the time it goes un noticed. Once in awhile my grandsons sit on it and pretend they are riding the chicken. Down here in Texas very seldom are my doors open. I look at that thing and wonder; why do I still have it? It is old, torn and it never did match any of my interior. It is just one of those things that you keep. When all of a sudden you begin to remember the things of the past. Things like this reminds me of when life was clean, simple and easy. When doors were open and neighbors came in for a cup of tea and a chat. When people had time of one another. When things weren't always "locked up".
Remember when you hung out your clothes on the line to dry your back yard, your sheets smelling so fresh and clean. I could go on and on.
I usually don't get the Quilt Almanac Magazine but I seen the current issue at the store I picked it up. Last evening reading thru it I saw this article "Memories from the Past" on page 10-11, and there it was; the chicken doorstop. It made me smile. Now I am on a mission to find the pattern.
Here is my old torn chicken doorstop on the magazine page. Just look at that fabric.
Pittsburgh Steelers Won a AFC division. We are going to the SuperBowl