The actual bed is another story, which I am not up to the telling right now. Let's just say that it does not meet expectations.
|My grandmother's cross-stitched pillow cover. A bedspread my mother bought along with an afghan that she crocheted.|
|A closer look at my grandmother's cross-stitching.|
|Cuppa's aunt crocheted the afghan on the chair upon the birth of Althegal almost 34 years ago. She had made one for Thesha six years earlier. We still have that one too.|
|We step across to the guest bedroom to find more treasures, and this is a good one. My grandmother embroidered this, probably about a century ago.|
|Not ancient, but special, is a quilt by Cuppa's friend: totally hand-made. Remarkable.|
|And just because ... looking out my den window on Saturday morning |
after it snowed in the night. The forecast says that it will soon be gone.