I went to see my mother over the weekend and we started to talk about crafting and being talented. She told me that she isn’t talented at all and wishes she was more like her mother who could paint some of the most beautiful watercolour landscapes.
I very nearly lost my temper with her. My mother makes the most beautiful quilts and knits the most luxurious jumpers you can think of. The quilt below is one she made for me for the car. It wasn’t good enough for anything else. What do you think?