I wish I’d spent more time with her as an adult

My paternal grandmother was quite skilled in the domestic arts. She was an active member of Eastern Star, sewed, quilted, knit, crochet, and cooked up a storm. She was a small round woman with soft squishy cheeks and hands and it felt like you could literally bury yourself in her bosom as a child. It seemed like her house always smelled of corn beef and cabbage and she made this hard candy at Christmas time that is a real bitch to make, but she did it every year.

She, combined with my maternal grandmother, taught me much of the basic skills I use today in all things handmade. However hindsight is always 20/20 and I wish I had taken more advantage to learn from her as an adult. She moved away when I was just entering college and thus didn’t get to experience her knowledge in these domestic arts in a way in which I can relate as an adult. She is the one who made my original Christmas stocking for me, featured here.

When my dad purged many of his belongings from his house in attempt to downsize, I was the lucky recipient of this sampler made by my paternal grandmother, Mimi. It now hangs proudly in Mazie’s room and though you might like to admire her handiwork as well.

A little detail

I don’t really have a propensity for cross stitch but am always drawn to it when I see it. How lucky was I to inherit this family treasure?

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