Today is my mother's birthday, I think she would have been 108.
I have her picture on my dresser in France, but here I just have this embroidery that she created when I was very small. I remember her working on it.
I love the rich colours. Its overall thickly worked appearance reminds me of 17th C stump-work.
So, happy birthday Mama. Your memory lives on in your lovely embroidery (and elsewhere). xx