Sometimes what you're looking for comes when you are not looking.
Ooit zag ik een schrift van mijn moeder, van de huishoudschool, met papiervouwkunst en dat intrigeerde mij.
After my mother's death, nearly four years ago, my sister and I cleared some of her belongings. A year later my father had also a stroke and since then he no longer lives at home. My father does not want to sell his house. Sometimes I am there and last Saterday I found the notebook.
In dit blogbericht kun je zien hoe mijn moeder er rond die tijd uitzag.
My mother's name is on the front and class 3.
In this blog post you can see how my mother looked around that time.
And shortly there will be a DIY of and with the miter of Sinterklaas.