My blog has been changed to make it more appealing for those who have New England ancestors and want to see the area through photos. Things I’ll include are typical white New England churches, libraries showing their genealogical collection, historical societies, cemeteries, war memorials, in general, anything to do with history.

For four years I’ve blogged mostly about my personal genealogy in New England (Connecticut, Massachusetts, Vermont, and New Hampshire), New York, New Jersey, Michigan, Illinois, Wyoming, and the Eastern Townships of Quebec, Canada. I still will, can’t forget my own roots.

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Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Same Pattern -- Wordless Wednesday

My mother majored in textiles in college, and loved sewing.
As a result, just about everything I wore was made by her.
We lived near San Francisco, so I am assuming these photos were taken in the winter.




8 comments:

Carol said...

I can see your interest in flowers goes way back.

Love the coats! And, that Hat! WOOOHOOOOO

Nolichucky Roots said...

What a darling tot you were! The coats are wonderful. Did she make the hat as well?

Michelle Goodrum said...

Adorable pictures, especially the top one. You must have grown up being dressed to the nines. Cool!

Barbara Poole said...

Thank you ladies. I don't know about the darling part, and yes, I am positive she made the hat (my father was in the Navy). My clothes were new, but I dressed like a child when I was older. Because my sisters were 4 and 6 yrs. younger, so say I'm 10, dressed like a 4 yr. old!

Susan Petersen said...

Great photos, Barb! I like the same pattern!

dee-burris said...

Oh how cute...your mom was a talented seamstress and you were just adorable! (I'm sure you still are, but you know what I mean...)

;)

Jo said...

Very cute - and I love your hat!

Barbara Poole said...

I just noticed the same pattern when I scanned these! Dee, you are so sweet, can you hear me laughing. And, I think my mother must have had extra time on her hands to do the hat (but I was the only child at that point).