Friday, November 7, 2014

Ada Francis

Ada Francis & her son moved in over the road from me when I was about 9.
They had lived on the dairy farm until Ada's husband died...
Ada crocheted in fine cottons, so detailed, so intriguing.
her bedroom I only ever had rare glimpses of with her calico things & crocheted white bedspread & curtains.....
I have some of the curtains....


They were self sufficient in many ways ....
son rebuilt the kitchen cupboards.......
something that intrigued us kids.
They grew plums & dried their own prunes, really dry but so delicious & it was a delight to be allowed to have 2
The garden was fruit trees & food in the back along with the chooks....
a cacti garden filled the side garden & an array of flowering & scented things grew in the front....
No lawn


Just a verandah  & an old long seat we would sit on beside Mrs Francis as she sat & crocheted.
I was allowed to buy her cotton threads at the local store for her & more so after she broke her hip & was on crutches for the remainder of her life.

I have a few special pieces of Ada's work & one is a quilt top made from old shirts I guess...
Another is a little top, so petite, so delicate crocheted & lawn cloth...
and this little pillow... I think it may have been for the hosiery...
stockings to today's world.
I am blessed to have this...

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