Welcome to All,

I bid you, Dear Friends, come across my threshold with a light heart and a listening ear. Please join me with a cup of tea, enjoy my needle work and listen to my tales of Blackstone. The cottage is 300years old and is now part of the main house, it is my favorite place. The studio is above the stables and dear Kip, my black cat, keeps me company as I dream and sew. I am truly a lover of past times, you will see this as I add pictures of my work. Please visit often, you are always welcome.

Sunday, February 22

Granny's Kitchen Table

I've just been reminded of the story telling that wove it's way around my grandparents kitchen table. When I was a little girl my grandfather told me stories of how he was raised on a horse farm in Virginia. Uncle Henry was the son of freed slaves and he and his wife Mae lived on the farm. Uncle Henry helped with the farm and taught my Grandfather all he knew or ever needed to know about horsemanship and life. Aunt Mae tended to the children and helped with the house chores. My Grandfather loved them as his own and always had a tear in his eye and a soft voice when he spoke of them. This pattern is from the hands and heart of Netty LaCroix but when I finished and looked at the doll before me I saw the kind eyes of Uncle Henry and so it is. Maybe Aunt Mae will present herself some where down this road of sewing folk characters. My memory is full with these folks, I surely hope they come to call

1 comment:

  1. What wonderful memories that stay safe within your heart. I hope that they will continue to show their spirits in your work... there is no better gift than from hands and heart.