the singing bowes…
I mentioned in this post that I would tell you a little more about singing with my brother and sister while I was growing up. So, here in my 17th block of my 1″ Life Sampler, I’ll share a little more and include pictures.
My embroidery attempts here look a bit frightening but keep in mind that this is 1″…yes, 1″…and on a smaller scale it doesn’t look so bad.
Here, however, is the real deal. Oh, how I wish this was in color and you could see my adorable red, shiny shoes. Actually, we were wearing red, white and blue and performing at our school (K-12) for their Mother’s Day program.
I had to include this picture because it was nearly impossible for me to sing without grabbing my dress and drawing it up. Our clothes were generally all home-made by our dear mom.
I can’t even begin to imagine her diligence and determination as she taught us to sing. By the time we were 6,7 & 10, we were singing 3-part harmony…and we sounded pretty good…
We were asked to sing often around our community. And, we were conveniently mobile since my mom could play the piano as well as the accordion.