Cleaning…
… Been at it for 2 days now. Nana had A LOT of stuff. You name it, she had it. Apparently she didn’t get rid of anything either. We’re finding clothes, shoes, belts, gloves, scarves, etc. from the past several decades. We discovered outfits my Great Nana had sewn, marked by little embroidered tags reading “Specially Made by Eleanor.” We found Nana’s old wedding prints and hidden poems and treasures. We sorted through massive amounts of art and craft supplies and realized that as we already knew, Nana did it all. Knitting, crocheting, embroidery, sewing, drawing, painting, even jewelry making… closets and boxes and random nooks around the house were just overflowing with things that represented the artist that once lived here.
It’s a sad, fun, and reminiscant kind of way to spend a few days…
