After a recent trip to New Orleans and a dinnertime discussion with my niece about the voodoo culture of the Big Easy, I looked down at my mother’s copy of Reader’s Digest and saw a totally different cover.
The original cover:
What I saw:
A few weeks ago, my brother in-law’s family graciously treated us to a Christmas morning country breakfast.
I probably gained several pounds that day but the weight was well worth the joy of eating the delicious meal.
While we ate, my brother in-law’s mother showed us some of the needlepoint artwork she had completed.
I’ve been racking my brain trying to remember the art style she used. It was an Oriental word — possibly Japanese…
In any case, my Internet search came up blank so far…
I wish I had photographed the needlepoint pictures on Christmas morning — they were analog (as opposed to computerised/digital) three-dimensional images that fascinate my imagination.