Remembering Grandad by C Moore age 10
Remembering Grandad Tom
poet, story teller, romantic..
linking too:
the Art of Remembering recuerda mi corazon
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About Me
- Lenora
- I am a mother, artist and writer. I hope to spend my days adding beauty to the world, raising my heirs well and pampering my husband but it doesn't always work out that way! I rejoice in my family and friends, art, writing, reading, running, hiking, eating, and entertaining. Here, I am tracking the rhythm and routine of a year in our home and publishing various projects, art and fiction. Welcome to my world!
Halloween Party 2012
One Heart One World
Halloween Tea Oct 23 2010
Halloween Party Oct 16 2010
Practical Magic Blog Party
Sketchbook Project 2011
Midsummer Night's Dream
Mad Tea Party 2010
Art Award
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Awww....well, I'll lift you and your fam up and remember my grandad, too. Singer, banjo maker and always filled with hugs. xx
ReplyDeleteLots of hugs to you ~ loving post ~ (A Creative Harbor)
ReplyDeletethanks for coming by and commenting ^_^
Wat a joy!!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteto have a mouth of passion red roses, to have eyes of fresh daises, conveys so much love! this is precious and so are all of you!
ReplyDeletethank you for including the art of remembering in your creative pursuits. it is so powerful to recant the stories of those who have their hearts all wrapped up in the creation of ours. this is a story stitched in profound love.
I was just thinking of my granddad as I clicked on your post. A lovely post.
ReplyDeleteI think your grandad would love this post and stitching... He would probably tell us a story about you making this, and of you as a little girl... thank you for sharing him with us...
ReplyDeleteLeaves so much to the imagination; but the love and caring is evident.
ReplyDeleteRinda
How precious this is.
ReplyDeleteTatay is what we called him (Filipino for grandad).
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet tribute to your grandad!