Sorry I don’t have time to do this justice, and for those of you on the Dark Side (for now!) it’s already a day late and a dollar short, as they used to say . . .
But I’ve had you all on my mind this week. I hope it was a good day for each of you, whether you spent time with your Mum or whether she’s no longer in this plane. And I hope there were good memories to share, too.
I don’t have time to scan them just now, but my own Mum found some pictures of her mother back in the pre-WWI days; wearing lovely Edwardian coats, skirts and blouses . . . and an even lovelier HUGE hat. There are later pictures from my grandparents early homesteading days, too. Not many, so very precious.
I was very lucky to have a Mum that reads tonnes and who taught me to read before I was four, just by holding me on her lap while she read the newspaper or a book, following along with her finger as she read aloud. She didn’t try to ‘teach’ me, but I sure learned!
We haven’t always seen eye to eye (even now LOL), but even though I’m very different from her in many ways, I’m also like her in many. We both love handcrafts (hence the over-packed apartment, full of supplies for so many crafts) as well as books and poetry. I love the music she liked when she was young, but once the 70s happened, our musical tastes parted ways. She used to listen to a show on CBC radio called “The Road to the Isles” and that was my introduction to Celtic music of many sorts. I still remember Andy Stewart singing “Donald, Where’s Your Troosers?” as well as so many of the melodies by Thomas Moore, such as “The Last Rose of Summer” and “The Minstrel Boy”.
I never knew either of my grandmothers (they both died before I was born), but I think of them every Mother’s Day. Hard lives they lived, and without complaining, always finding time to be creative in some way. I wish I had known them. I also remember my first mother in law, who was a wonderful woman, born a Potter, she was related to Beatrix Potter. She was in the Women’s Land Army during WWII, driving a horse-drawn milk wagon among other things. I still miss her presence in my life.
So, here’s to all who mother, whether they have borne children or not; there are many out there who deserve thanks and thoughts today. None perfect, of course, but who is, really?
I’ll be back after Wednesday. Sorry for the lack of responses to comments and posts. It’s been a busy time for me lately. Lots of love and warm hugs to you all. ~ Linne