tribute to Buckingham lace
Sussanah great grandma times three a pillow puffed up on her knee with daughter Ann in cobbled Cowfair daily shaped their homespun ware such humble women cottage-tied a dextrous art did reside fashioned stitch by stitch, pillowed lace in patterns rich tinkling bobbins bewildering skill inch by inch grew the intricate frill twisting threads in pairs &groups knitted together by interlocking loops an established craft of world renown grew around this county town plain or decorative old point lace,a lost rural industry there's no longer a trace. Year Posted 2007
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