for me mum
6 October 2007
My mum keeps chooks. Every so often her flock is decimated by a local fox and has to be built up again. This time of year, she will be slipping eggs under broody chooks hoping to hatch them. My brother and I call her the old chook sometimes, when she’s fussing about us, her chicks.
She does not do internet. At all. Which means you get to see her birthday present before she does!
:: table mats and napkins :: mats cotton/linen :: napkins cotton with cotton embroidery.
I wonder about taste sometimes. How far is it OK to go, in imposing your taste on someone else? My mum lives in the country and she likes the traditional look. Like Country Style. This is not at all me. I likes me scandinavian modern and me japanese zen minimalism. I think with thes mats I managed to meet her in the middle. They’re country enough for her, they’re simple enough for me. Everyone’s a winner.
:: chook detail
:: all folded up
:: ready to go