While moving things on the weekend, I discovered a couple of lost treasures.....
A tin of my maternal grandmother's crocheting cottons....
She could crochet like a pro...the finest detailed crocheting you could ever hope to see. I remember her crocheting a bedspread for my parents 1 1/2 metre high bed.....I could only dream of such skill..
The other thing I found was my very first sewing boxes...the blue one I remember having when I was about eight. I used to spend holidays with my paternal grandmother and she delighted in teaching me to embroider and all other kinds of stitching.
The brown case came a couple of years later and was slightly bigger to hold more things. Again I think it came as a gift from my grandmother.....
and lastly.....
I couldn't part with Taylor's dolls cot and some of her very favourite teddies...
they will sit under my table until I find the perfect spot for them.
Moving, spring cleaning, turning out cupboards, all fabulous opportunities to cleanse & declutter, always a trip down memory lane. I can't imagine how you must feel about losing a child & having her beautiful keepsakes as reminders, you talk about it in such a lovely way, love Posie
ReplyDeleteMoving, spring cleaning, turning out cupboards, all fabulous opportunities to cleanse & declutter, always a trip down memory lane. I can't imagine how you must feel about losing a child & having her beautiful keepsakes as reminders, you talk about it in such a lovely way, love Posie
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