I know where I got my makers’ gene 😊
A piece of family history. When my parents came to visit for Christmas, they brought something very special. These beautiful hand-crafted pieces were made by my great grandmother. Handwoven in bright coloured fibres which were very rare at the time in the Bulgarian village where she lived. They were also high-quality fibres that were very expensive. My mom thinks she made these to use as belts for her skirts or to hold her distaff while spinning wool. I feel so humbled imagining my great grandmother sitting at her weaving loom making these while her kids were running around the house. 😊
In the bottom left corner is wool from my mom’s cousin’s sheep. So soft and ready to be spun.
What an absolutely wonderful thing to have. They are priceless.
I am truly humbled 🙂
What lovely treasures! ❤
Beautiful. Something to treasure. 🙂
Beautyful! Can you make them youself ;)?
Oh I wish 😊
Wow, what an amazing piece of family history to have! Those are beautiful.
I’m considering putting them in a shadow box to preserve them 😊
They are wonderful. Lucky you!
Having these must mean the world to you!
After finding out the meaning of my maiden surname (and by coincidence my married name and village where I live too), I am not surprised by my love of wool and sheep. Makes me wonder sometimes if it was by choice or if it is all fate!
I couldn’t agree with you more… I do believe that certain things are genetically coded in our DNA and loving crafts and making things with your hands is absolutely one of them. There must be a connection. I don’t know if it’s scientifically proven but there is strong evidence.
And yes, these pieces mean the world to me. I am planning on keeping them in a shadow box on order to preserve them. 🙂
What a precious gift
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