On Friday night after work I went to my mom's to pick her up. We were headed down to Stillwater to see the Valley Chamber Chorale perform their Christmas concert. It was an excellent concert -the music performed were pieces from the Scandinavian and Baltic countries. It was a delightful evening with my mom.
When I arrived at her house, here is how I found her:
She was sitting in her chair, tatting away on a doily:
Of course, we couldn't leave until she was at a place where she could stop.
She might not have an award or certificate, but she is a master of tatting! Or as my brother would say, she is the "Mad Tatter".
Here in Minnesota we have been blasted with a good old fashioned winter storm. My husband is out shoveling now for the third time today...the snow seems to have tapered off.