A painting of my mama. She was gifted a Singer sewing machine in 1969, and through that work she fed myself and my brother growing up. We owe our lives to that Singer machine. She still has it. They used to be impossible to break!
TGIF. I hope you all had a good week. Now I can relax with my flowers and my beloved companion.
My gladiolus gets too tall to stand up straight. A little lighter color this year. I have to hold the stem for photo shoots.
Have a good evening and a great weekend.