Crochet Easter Eggs bring back so many memories. As time goes by we are apt to grow more appreciative of the instruction and teaching received from our parents when we were children. I remember the frustration and difficulty as my mom tried to teach me to hold a crochet needle correctly and to keep my stitch tension even. She was patient and she was very skilled.Continue Reading
Following the death of Max Klein in 1993, his daughter, Jacquelyn Schiffman, donated the Palmer Paint Co. archives to the Smithsonian Museum of American History. The archival materials have been placed in the museum’s Archives Center where they have been designated collection #544, the Paint by Number Collection, and are available to both the public and museum staff for research and exhibition purposes.(source)
This grainy photo of my sister and I posing for her prom shows PBN paintings in the background
Thinking it might be fun to paint one myself, I bought a kit. And fun it was! Not much artistic or creative ability needed but I found it a very relaxing and enjoyable activity. Like coloring or doing a jigsaw puzzle. (Kits available today use acrylic rather than oil paint)
I looked forward to moments I was able to sit at the table and allow the thoughts and concerns of the day to disappear as I applied color and watched as the scene slowly came alive. Sometimes I would choose a different color or blend two colors together using the lines and directions as just a guide.
~ remembering Mommy this Mother’s Day ~
It’s that time of year when green becomes the most popular color and little Leprechauns get excited about St. Patrick’s Day. Frozen Minty Mousse Pie in a chocolate graham cracker crust and layered with ice cream, chocolaty mousse and topped with whipped cream makes dessert magical!
Photo taken 8.11.11
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While reading many posts from Kathleen’s (Cuisine Kathleen) Mother’s Day Challenge, I reluctantly decided to link up and share some things from my mom. I didn’t expect it, but this is a hard Mother’s Day for me since it is the first one since Mommy’s passing in August.
My mom grew up in very humble circumstances being one of eleven children. Her mother died at age 44 leaving many little ones that the older kids raised. (Mommy was third oldest). There weren’t settings of china or crystal to pass down and these years were huge in developing Mommy’s character.
As I looked about thinking of Mommy and the things I have received from her, it seemed fitting to gather in a room that is most representative of her. So, I collected items that belonged to her for a Mother’s day brunch served on the bedroom set that belonged to her.
Mommy wasn’t about fussy ~ elaborate, yes, but not flowery.
She knew quality and well constructed things. Her dishes for years were her well-loved Hull Brown Drip glazed. They were heavy and dark and I liked little about them. I often wondered how she could hoist a stack of then to put into the cabinet. In contrast, she loved milk glass and collected some Westmoreland and Fenton pieces. The white cups were only for display because she much preferred her coffee and tea in a hearty mug.
She had a large presence and my heart is missing her.
And… looking with love from the generation before me to the generation after me…
my babies
Sharing the sweet vintage pattern for crochet Easter eggs. Crochet in pretty pastel colors and fill a basket or bowl for a lovely and decorative holiday centerpiece. Pattern works up quickly and uses just a little yarn.Continue Reading
Crochet Chocolate Diorama Easter Egg, is a crochet project my mom and I came up with during one of her visits when I was living in Ohio. We were several states away from one another and I was expecting my first child. By the time we were finished we had crocheted a basket full of sweet Easter decorations that I bring out and displayed each spring.
