Something to cling to …

 

when I was a child

my mother’s skirt was

something to cling to

reassurance hidden

in its folds encompassing

someone who made our

everyday routine into an

act of love and sacrifice

elevating the mundane

to something precious

something I still cling to

now she’s gone …

(c) Rita Summers 2016

Thinking of entering this in Remade 2016. Still need to make a jacket and a shirt to go with it!

My mother’s skirt, nos. 3 and 4

 
Big day (big week actually) – but slow stitching keeps me grounded.

My mother’s skirt, no. 3 (in progress)

 
Even though I have other projects on the go, this one is really grabbing my attention!