When I was a little girl, I was blessed to grow up on a farm
down the road from my grandparents.
She was a homemaker, skilled seamstress, and had
compassion for those around her.
Looking back, it seems every time I stopped to see her
she would say, "Let me show you what I'm working on."
and would pull out her latest project to show me.
Perhaps those moments of sharing have influenced
me more than I know. Perhaps she could see my desire to learn.
It definitely created a bond between us.
This vintage tin was where she kept her embroidery floss.
When I was old enough to handle a needle, she taught me to
embroider, beginning with simple projects.
This little doily is the first thing I made.
I do not remember my age, but I was in elementary school.
Can you tell by looking at the back? LOL