Many of my family and friends have shared their memories and stories of my Mama. She was a shining example of compassion, honesty, love, sacrifice and STRENGTH!
In the 1970’s, Mama took up the needlecraft of crochet. Each time she learned a new stitch pattern, off she’d go with a crochet hook and a some yarn to create a unique blanket.
When we moved to our first house in the suburbs, she crocheted the window coverings in our living and dining rooms. It was a lovely shade of avocado green, the colour scheme in our home.
Mama didn’t stop at houseware accessories, she would have won an innovative fashion design award when she crocheted two granny squares, large enough to cover the my front and back torso, joined them together at the shoulders and voilà instant vest. She made one each for my sister and me. Were the coolest kids on the block.
This was the turning point as a maker. She moved onto the art of sewing when my dad bought her the electric 507 Singer sewing machine. There was no stopping her from sewing clothes for the three women of the house, my poor dad had to buy his own clothes.
From now on , anything that I make with my hands will be guided by my Mama’s spirit. And she will always look over me.
~ Diane ~