Thursday, April 4, 2013

of her hands




Minerva Haddock Ray was my great grandmother.
She never knew me, but I know her.
I know little bits and pieces.
Little snips of stories.
Together they give her to me.
As tangible and loved as these lovely, softly worn quilts.
The works of her hands.

1 comment:

What Comes Next? said...

beautiful bits of your great grandmother