When I think of my Aunt Gayle I think of a big, lop-sided smile and red hair. Her hair had been many colors through her life, but mostly it was red. Folks who knew her called her a lady. She always presented herself perfectly coiffed and perfectly dressed. Her manners were in the same mode, but she was as earthy as my father was prudish. I say earthy, but more in a matter of fact Mother Nature sort of way. It was a refreshing combination.
Her online handle was Sewing Mama. She had always sewn, but in the later part of her life she discovered quilting. She was very good at it, and was widely acknowledged as being so. She obviously enjoyed the process and the recognition. Continue reading “Red Heads and Lime Green VWs”