G a r d e n M o t h e r: A Morning in The Creek Bed

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

A beautiful stand of White Poplar...

Moss growing on a fallen log...

Patterns in the moist channel bottom...

The wall...

Fungi growing from a dead limb

One's Junk is Another's Treasure

Aprons - memories from Mackey Church Ladies' Circle

I always had one for "good"; one for everyday.
We pulled up the corners and the center hem to make 3 pockets to stash toys, whatever, on a cleaning sweep through the house...
This was made from handkerchiefs bought at the five and dime.
This was made by my mother, then passed along to me.
The women in my life have been wearing aprons all their lives. At work and home, everyday of their lives, so I threw them all away!
Mother Mackey always wore her apron inside out...when she spotted a visitor coming up the lane, she would turn it around to the "clean" side
I sewed these aprons late night while waiting for my son to come home...
I received this apron for serving at weddings, funerals, you name it!
I picked out grandma's old apron to remember her after she died. This was her favorite; she wore it everyday.
All my old aprons are locked away in a trunk and I lost the key, but I know they're in there...

G a r d e n M o t h e r