I don’t know what prompted my mother to make this Farmer’s Arms sampler. It is true that her brother, my Uncle Wally, had a farm on the shores of Lake Champlain that our whole extended family considered Our Farm, and we kids/cousins were shipped up there for part of the summer. However, my father tried farming but quit suddenly one frigid winter day in 1948. Of all the 20 cousins, including my five farm cousins, I may be the one now leading the most rural life. We do have lawns and bowers, fruits and flowers and even raised pigs and chickens.. How do these things happen?
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What a wonderful heirloom to have. I like her persistence. Never quit on a project. That should also be a lesson to us all.
thanks for stopping by my blog. we are fortunate to have heirlooms from our loved ones.
Wonderful!
Have a great day!
Lea
Lea’s Menagerie
Lisa – My mother had a lot of patience with handwork – but perserverance as well.
gin – I am fortunate to now have daughters creating heirlooms.
Lea – Great day, but cold!