Day 11: Something Old

I'm late again...but only a day. I have weather to blame thank for that. I actually thought about this post for a few days and had it all planned...haha! But, I was not finding the photo I wanted to use. It is of an old woman, her name is Beth. She taught me to tat when I was 35 years old. Tatting is something that I had wanted to learn for several years because I watched my Grandma Woodland tat when I was young and it was so fascinating to see her nimble fingers knot and twist the thread into beautiful handmade lace. Sadly she died before she taught me how. But even now, I have several articles of baby clothing that she 'laced" for me when I was tiny.

Anyway...back to my idea for the photo...Beth. She was a wonderful kind woman and everyone loved her. She was so patient with me and giggled when I'd get it wrong and she'd say, "Honey, you're making this much too difficult." I can still see her sparkly blue eyes and her smile in my memories. I'll find that photo and post it. But until then, I have this photo which is almost as sweet to me. It is a photo of 2 antique tatting shuttles with a bit of lace that I made. I've had lots of shuttles over the last several years and made yards and yards of lace. The two shuttles shown were special gifts. The one with embossed flowers is one from my sisters, and the other with the barely visible name "Amy" on it (if you click on the photo, you can see it better), is from my youngest son -- his birthday gift to me, this year. Both shuttles are over 100 years old.