My mother made these ornaments for us when Elliott and Emily were in elementary school. It was a happy coincidence that they match our Christmas stockings which were made years earlier. My mother was obviously attracted to these Charles Ross designs, just as I was.
Mother was self taught in all kinds of needlework, and since she was left-handed, all of the instructions had to be interpreted for a lefty (no big deal for some things, but I remember it being pretty tricky when she was learning how to knit). Everything she made was absolutely perfect — if there was even a teeny, tiny mistake that no one would ever notice, she’d rip it out anyway and do it over. My father was not one to hand out many compliments, but I always knew that he was really proud of the things my mother created. I was pretty proud of her, too.