I think she made this one - the letters WAC are embroidered with red-white-blue tatting from the days wen she was in the Army in World War II. |
I have hung them on a "clothesline", remembering the days when washday meant carrying heavy baskets to the line, worrying if they would freeze or be caught by a sudden rain.
I like to look at the hankies, and wonder what Mom wore with each, or what the day was like she had with the purple violet hanky. Sometimes they were decorative; a flutter of color bursting from a shirt or dress pocket, secured with a brooch.
They are rather garish and cheaply printed, but enjoyably bright and gay as zinnias marigolds, the flowers she loved.