{"id":409,"date":"2008-09-09T20:13:45","date_gmt":"2008-09-09T20:13:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/autoquiltography.com\/?p=409"},"modified":"2008-09-09T20:13:48","modified_gmt":"2008-09-09T20:13:48","slug":"roots-reunited","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/autoquiltography.com\/?p=409","title":{"rendered":"roots reunited"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>server issues now seem to be a thing of the past &#8211; thank goodness. when i first realized there was a problem last wednesday night, i was frustrated. tried to convince myself that some quiet time would be nice. <\/p>\n<p>it didn&#8217;t work.<\/p>\n<p>i missed you.<\/p>\n<p>in cleaning out during my forced electronic exile, i found my old smocking machine, gave her a dab of wd-40, and rolled a piece of batiste through (breaking only 42 needles in the process and inventing more than a few new cuss words). a former jeanne taught smocking and enjoyed smocking clothes for the chiclets.<\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align:center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/autoquiltography.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/09\/090908smockedbag2.jpg\" alt=\"090908smockedbag2.jpg\" border=\"0\" width=\"375\" height=\"281\" \/><\/div>\n<p>being a bag lady then and now, i pieced the salvageable ticking fabric from grandmother&#8217;s clothespin bag around the smocked panel and created a little tote.<\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align:center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/autoquiltography.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/09\/090908smockedbag3.jpg\" alt=\"090908smockedbag3.jpg\" border=\"0\" width=\"375\" height=\"756\" \/><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>server issues now seem to be a thing of the past &#8211; thank goodness. when i first realized there was a problem last wednesday night, i was frustrated. tried to convince myself that some quiet time would be nice. it didn&#8217;t work. i missed you. in cleaning out during my forced electronic exile, i found [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[12,31],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-409","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-from-grandmothers-hands","category-my-life-in-stitches"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/autoquiltography.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/409","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/autoquiltography.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/autoquiltography.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/autoquiltography.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/autoquiltography.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=409"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/autoquiltography.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/409\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":410,"href":"http:\/\/autoquiltography.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/409\/revisions\/410"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/autoquiltography.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=409"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/autoquiltography.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=409"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/autoquiltography.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=409"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}