Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Yes, I did.
Yes. It's old (not in a good way)... just old. It's acrylic. It's pilled. It's a 70s color.
Yes, I bought it at Canton Trades Days last week. May have paid more than these skeins of yarn would have ever cost.
What can I say... occasionally, there is a piece of handwork that just tugs at my heart. I can almost feel the life of the woman who went before me... crafted into her work... the joys... the sorrows... the good times and bad... Her life.
I had a seven day hiatus from knitting, other than a short while I'll share about next. We had non-knitter company and I also had work I needed to do.
I try to put my knitting aside when I am with non-knitters. I value their time and their visits. I think they often feel like you are not paying attention or are bored with their company if you knit in their presence... Not so. And, that's one reason I love time with my knitting friends. They know. They know that their joys and sorrows are knitted right along side my own... as I listen to them and they to me... and our lives play out on the pieces we pour ourselves into...
We knit our lives... back together or ripped apart... into masterpieces or sturdy forms of function... whatever we need... we knit.
So, when I see another woman's work... a piece of her life... sitting in a junk bin... sometimes, I know her... sometimes, I hope she knows I know her... and that, for this moment, her life is tenderly washed and held as precious.
My one indulgence in knitting was Friday afternoon with my Bonus Granddaughter and Daughter, Gracie (on the left) and Audra (on the right)... I so enjoyed time with them attempting to pass this art along... I'm not sure they will embrace it at this point in their lives... It was many years later for me... but if not, I hope the seed will rest safe until they are ready... and then blossom to bring them the same joy that knitting brings me. Selfishly, I would wish sooner than later... but, things happen in their own time. And, I'm good with that.
And, joy of joys! We met these precious Little Ladies and their parents for dinner! My sweet Blayklee was wearing her Clara Dress... talk about making a Noni's heart sing. ;) I hope one day to see her daughter wear this dress... a Noni's dream...
Sending wishes for a wonderful week to each of you...
blessings ~ tanna