My Sweet Mutti
It has been a difficult month here at TTL. My mother passed away in November. She was healthy, active, and fit until 2 weeks before her death. We expected her to live well into her 90's just as her parents did. Her loss is deeply felt by all who knew her. We had a beautiful memorial service for her last week, with memories and readings by friends and family, and songs from my sister (she blows me away every time I hear her sing), as well as Sofie & Anders. I have spoken of my mom quite a bit on this blog, and I don't really have it in me to do a lengthy post about her now. I will simply say that who I am - everything from my creative life to how I parent, directly results from my mother and the accepting, highly creative, loving home that she provided. Now, if you'll indulge me, a few photos.
Knitting (looks like colorwork to me) circa 1953.
Surrounded by her grandchildren in the summer of 2001. These kids all hit the jackpot in the grandma department.
With the first of many well loved (and spoiled rotten) family cats. Mid 1950's.
A quilt that she finished this fall.
Taking a break from dividing daylilies in the beautiful garden she created with my dad. Yes, she does have a beer in one hand and a shovel in the other.