It’s odd mom didn’t knit. I say that because she did just about everything else. She stripped furniture and ‘antiqued’ it, she made candles, the kind that you burned down just so you could artfully sculpt the edges, she gardened, she wallpapered, she painted, she baked complicated things (in my book that’s anything more than chocolate chip cookies), and she sewed. She sewed curtains, slip covers, and our clothes, especially our ‘fancy’ clothes! She did things like smocking and made garments that had linings and covered buttons. I know it’s a little late in life, but I really get it now. I’m truly able to appreciate the DIY sea I swam in. Whether it was because of economics, or just the desire to artfully fill a long ‘mom’ day (most likely both), her DIY adventures were a constant. How very lucky I am to be the daughter of a craftsy person. I now know I was greatly I shaped by every smocked, french seamed, and lined outfit I ever wore, every ‘antiqued’ piece of furniture I ever sat on, and every perfectly browned peak of every lemon merigue pie I ever ate. I am grateful it is not too late to say , thank you mom.