A new frock

Mom used to make so many of my clothes.  I remember the hum of her old aqua blue Singer (the one I took to college so I could shorten and taper my jeans), and the trunk of fabric remnants.  The crinkle of pattern paper and the instructions she would tape on the wall next to her machine.  I'm feeling wistful these days, with two daughters of my own and, although it's been a while since I sewed anything that wasn't home decor or a costume, I made this for little Isabel.  The ric-rac and floral fabric reminded me outfits I wore in so many pictures from my childhood.