You may recall reading somewhere on my blog about how I learned to sew as a child. My grandmother (on my mom’s side) taught me to do embroidery when I was around 6 or 7. I always admired my Grandmother’s work and she would often sit in the front room of her house working on something while watching the giant console TV that you remember if you are of a certain age.
Recently, my mom came across my first real embroidery project from back then. This sweet little blanket with a young deer enjoying the flowers. I remember going downtown to the old Woolworth’s store to pick out a project, DMC embroidery floss, and my very own embroidery hoop.
I remember using this blanket when I would play with my baby dolls. I was surprised my mom still had it after all these years. I’m going to fix a few stitches on it and then make it into a pillow as a nice reminder of how it all started.