As well as being a wool maven, my mom was also a macrame whiz. We had the macrame plant holder, wall hangings, and of course, the ubiquitous macrame owl. It was the seventies, what can I say. Macrame is making a comeback, but I know I won’t use this plant hanger. I feel bad because my mom made it, but getting rid of a macrame plant holder I won’t use doesn’t make me a disloyal daughter. She’s unloading things herself, she’ll understand.