Brother (who made the cake) and grandfather. It was our grandfather's birthday; I'm not sure which birthday, but he lived to be 94. That's navy velveteen leftover from baby clothes sewn for a friend's daughter and for my niece.
Our dear family friend, Nell Simala, teaching me how to make Slovenian potica -- a local favorite in my home town. I'll write more about this later in the week. I love the brown and red plaids, even if I sewed them on a bit wonky.
My niece watching the kitchen action while she eats.
Celebrating my dad's birthday in my kitchen, some time in the 1980s. My mom took this photo. The letters are made of pipe cleaners strung on fishing line. The tablecloth is from Africa. A friend of my father's gave it to me because she knew I love textiles.
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Beautiful! I'm enjoying your continuation!
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