Tribute to my Mother

My Mother as a young woman - so pretty!!!

My Mother grew up on a farm in Minnesota, the youngest of eight children.  She later married by Dad and they moved to Beardsley, Minnesota and later to Ortonville, Minnesota where my Dad was Big Stone County auditor for many years.

My Mother taught me to love gardening and flowers which is my passion to this day.  One of her favorite flowers was the peony and it is also my favorite.



She spent many hours teaching me how to knit which I do today.  I made many, many scarves and later a few afghans.  I have graduated to socks and sweaters.

I miss her this Mother's Day



Storytellers

     These storytellers were packed away in a drawer and I found them recently - brought back some memories of Santa Fe and Taos trips and some of the backroads in New Mexico.  Then I had to check around for some books on the Southwest.  I have read a lot about Eppie Archuleta who was a very famous weaver and received many awards for her work.
     This "lady" has been on my shelf it seems forever, but I decided to take her picture and in doing that I got a really good look at her face.  Isn't she something?  I found her in a little shop on one of the backroads we traveled. 

One day many years ago while wondering around the Plaza in Santa Fe, there was an artist painting a picture of the LaFonda Hotel with the church in the background and when he finished I asked him if I could buy it - he said no, but he would like to give it to me.  (Needless to say, this was a VERY long time ago).  Here is the picture.

Lots of nice memories of New Mexico in years past.