We are excited to report that we were able to go back to the antique mall (mentioned in the previous post), and purchase the beautiful bonnet that captured our hearts!
Love and blessings,
By Josephine Gardner Moench
How I love to go vis'ting at Grandmother's house
When she's taking a quilt from the frame;
And stay while she binds it and folds it with care
And gives it a quaint charming name.
If she isn't too tired, she shows me the ones
She has made and is storing away
In the big cedar chest in the spare room upstairs
For her gran'daughters' wedding day.
The Hollyhock Wreath is for Mary Louise;
While spreading it out to display
She tells of the time in the long, long ago,
She made hollyhock dolls so gay.
Grandmother's Fan is for Jeanne Marie;
How thrilled we all are with a story
Of the days when her thoughts were of beautiful gowns,
And dancing the height of her glory.
My Log Cabin quilt is the best of them all,
Made of pieces of Grandmother's dresses;
In fancy I picture her wearing each one
With all the loved charm she possesses.