I had to make Christmas presents to cut costs. Of course a lot of work was fabric and needlework. Projects almost never turned out as well as I liked. This piece had too much puckered fabric to suit me.
Our farm didn't look like this. We didn't even raise a horse. It just reminded me the farm where I grew up.
This was an embroidery kit. These kits worked something like the paint by number pictures. I don't know if these kits are still sold.
I couldn't afford to have it framed, but Mother did. I always felt she must have liked it a lot to have it framed.
When we cleaned out Mother and Dad's house, I knew this piece would have more meaning to me than to anyone that might buy it. So, I brought it home, and placed it where I see it everyday I'm home.
Just another memory of Mother and Dad in my house.