Crochet is so old-fashioned ...

When my mother was alive and not working in her garden, or reading, she loved to crochet. She created all manner of crocheted items from toy balls for Ginger her dog, Christmas angels, tablecloths, table doilies, edging on towels, afghans for the grandchildren, to slippers, and more. I think all of my siblings and I have something or another than she crocheted.

In culling through my possessions in preparation for my recent move, I came across some of Mom's doilies, and I marveled again at her skill and patience in her hobby. It heightened my awareness of crocheted work that I've recently seen for sale in thrift shops and antique stores.

I've taken one of my photos and have played with different textures and combinations in the editing process.  I took one image and converted it to black and white, and then converted it to a negative image. I like the patterning and the overlapping that occurred.

Mom was an old-fashioned kind of gal, but I think she would have liked it.

July 29, 2011




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Project 365

Shazam! The day is done and I'm watching white and red of head and tail lights passing along Birch Bay Drive. Time to call it a day. But, wait! Have to upload today's photograph.

Most people have window blinds these days in this corner of the country. Seldom do I see drapery, and more infrequent to see lace curtains. Perhaps that's why I was struck with the way the light filtered through the lace and the graceful way the folds created a darker contrast. Curtained windows also look out onto imagination, if you let them.

The lace curtain window transported me back to an earlier time in my life, when visiting Auntie Vivian who had lace curtains. No matter if she didn't, I remember her having them, and looking through them out onto a white picket arbor covered with delicate little pink tea roses and bees buzzing in the summertime--the arbor, roses and bees she DID have. Auntie Vivian is long gone, so is the farm where she lived with Uncle Albert and their brood of 10 children whose names all began with "D."

Oh my! What odd things trigger memories. Here's today's photograph:

02-10-2011