Life's a Stitch

My eldest daughter's and my names are blends combining the first and middle names of a number of family members. Elina's has part of mine, my mother's, my MIL's, our sisters, my cousin… Throw in her middle name, Marie, and at least four more are covered. 

Mine is a combination of my mother's and grandmother's, with a slight spelling change of an "s" to a "c:" Lilice. If it had remained an "s" it might have avoided the mispronunciation that rhymes it with Alice, rather than Denise, and there would be no way my boating license would have been issued to "Lice."

Around the time wheaten Scottie dog, Gracee, joined our family, we had dinner at a local marina. Docked in front of our patio table was an old motor boat called, you guessed it, Gracee. A couple of the kids disagreed with the spelling choice, so we agreed to disagree, and for a time we each spelled it In our own way. It doesn't matter to a dog, does it? They eventually gave in.

A recent Saturday watercolour subject were the hulls of  old rusty fishing boats, one name meaningless to our family, so I changed it: