In my opinion, she was so glamorous and sophisticated. She was a true country lady, born and bred in Wagga, Wagga, NSW. Although my family had a farm, she lived in the town and spent many hours cooking for the shearers and those working on the property. She also made the best cup of tea and scones around for the constant stream of visitors. We always sat down to eat at her immaculately set dining table and of course, we had to have our best manners at all times.
(Mama with baby Patrick. Sorry about the grainy photo I scanned it from the original)
Sometimes I look down at my hands and I see my Mama in action - guiding me and my creative spirit. The melody of her voice still rings in my ears, telling me to redo something or singing praise when I create something of beauty. I feel so grateful to have such a beautiful kindred spirit.