This is a wooden darning mushroom my mother used when I was a kid. Must be at least 50 years old. My sister found it and presented me with it. I love these old tools, how beautiful they are, manufactured with great care (I love the floral engravings) and wearing all the marks of long hours of work (so many little holes from the picking darning needle). Noone does it anymore today, mending socks or clothes... I don't do it either. But I love to be reminded.
