I have some very talented people in my family. The beautiful afghan above was made for me by my aunt Glenda (she is the one standing below) who has the most sweet and giving heart. She crocheted each one of her nieces and nephews one of these which took her hours and hours. Just in our family alone there were seven nieces and nephews. So you can imagine the rest of my cousins which there are many many received one of these as well.
Then there is my mom (center sitting above). This lady has the middle name of talent. She literally does anything she puts her mind to, mostly self taught, and always ends up doing such beautiful work.
Here is my newest little grandson laying on the blanket that was crocheted by my mother. She also made that cute little hat.
She has crocheted or knitted these three afghans for me as well as one or two for each of her grandchildren as they graduate from high school and college. There are numerous baby blankets that she has sewn, quilted, crocheted and knitted for grandchildren and great grandchildren over the years.
This was a wedding gift to the farmer and I which she tooled in leather years ago. She taught leather craft for many years and still teaches an occasional class.
A few years ago she quilted me these hot pads....she has made quilts and is now working on making each of her seven children one. This is just the tip of what she has done over the years. She paints, draws, is a great cook, grooms dogs, trains horses and dogs, is now learning at almost 71 to paint on canvas to make canvas floor coverings. She was a 4-H leader for many years, a farm wife and a mom. If I had an eighth of her talent I would be in heaven.
My oldest daughter was a fantastic cross stitcher. I taught her to cross stitch when she was nine years old and she continued to make me things up until she passed away. The angel above is one of the last things she made me.
She made this for me for Christmas one year not long ago and told me that when she saw the pattern it reminded her of me.
Then there is my middle daughter, Jill. She had that artistic ability as well. She can draw and paint and look at these two cakes she made for her little guys birthday.
And she painted this mural on the wall of his bedroom which was decorated all in monkeys. No these were not gifts to me but it shows her talent and the gifts she gave me were those two little grand babies.
Then I have containers full of little handmade cards and gifts from my children over the years. Here are the gifts from my grandchildren this year for mothers day.
I love this card from Byron and Ayden. Note the little hand print from Byron and the tiny foot from Ayden.
Here is the farmer by the grape arbor he built me for mothers day about four years ago. He has built several things over the years but this is one of my favorites.
He is handy with the deck work as well. But he did have help from our son-in-law and my brother-in-law on this too.
He built these raised beds and made a beautiful hope chest for Kyla when she was sixteen. He is still supposed to be making hope chests for Jill and Kelli who have long passed the sixteen year old mark. They now tell him they are waiting for their coffins. All hope is lost. I don't suppose he thinks this is funny.
This girl here is my youngest sister. I have so many hand made gifts from her over the years I can't even count them. I don't have photos of them because they are mostly Christmas and Halloween things and I will have to do a separate post during the holidays about her and her craftiness. She definitely has my mothers talents.
I am blessed.