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Knitting Inspirations
I am a baby boomer baby. Growing up in the 50’s I always remember my Mom carrying her knitting bag. It was probably more important to her than her purse. It went everywhere with her. Whenever she had an idle moment, out would come the yarn and needles. I always could tell the difference between a handmade sweater and a “store bought” one. We would drive up to Aspen, CO to their Scandinavian shop to look for buttons and yarn. Scottsdale, Arizona also had such a shop that Mom loved. Grand Junction had one knit shop during the 50’s and 60’s. It was located near the downtown. As Mom explained it, it was run by three “old maid” sisters out of the large Victorian house. I remember sitting in their very filled living room listening to my Mom and all the ladies laughing and the faint clink of knitting needles. New yarns were brought out to sell. Lots of show and tell. The atmosphere was full of gentle laughter. I don’t really remember the “old maid” sisters. They were supposed to be master, master knitters and would guide Mom through her patterns. I do remember cats and cats and more cats. While Mom would knit I would roam around this huge old house and follow the cats about. I never went upstairs where the sisters lived but I would follow the cats to the large, distinguished staircase and watch them disappear. I learned to knit too as time went on. But by the late 60’s we were all wanting to be with our friends listening to this new, rock and roll sound that we could listen to on our portable radios and on our record players. Mom continued to knit up in to her 90’s. Painful arthritus had set in. But I remember one of her last projects was a hat for Skyelar, her Great Granddaughter. Mom would tell me that her “count” was off and the hat was a little to pointy. She thought Skyelar rather resembled a gnome with her pointy hat! My daughter Tiffany would bring her beautiful baby wearing this hat, over to see us. Tiffany being Korean and her husband being Norwegian we thought the gnome look was quite acceptable.
Words that inspire
The Meaning of Life
Some say
the meaning of life
can be revealed with words.
If the meaning of life
can be revealed with words,
then you are my language.
And with you as my language,
I find the meaning of life
is love.
Steve Jackson is a poet, songwriter and musician. His words inspire. His book can be found here:
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An Affair In The Valley
by Steve Jackson
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Recycling Mink
My Grandmother was of the era that loved to wear mink. When I came across it among my Mother’s things I wanted to do something with this beautiful fur. We don’t wear real fur anymore, so what to do with this was my challenge. I have a friend that told me she had been making teddy bears for people out of their old furs. What a wonderful idea! We can still admire this mink in its new form.
Good Times for 2016
All ready for the good times to begin in 2016!
Smiles and Laughter
The end of this year is gettIng close. Here is a Skyelar smile and laughter. Hope you all feel just as tickled at some point today!
Crafts that Inspire
There is snow outside and the thermometer said 1 degree this morning. This is Colorado winter weather. Perfect weather for working on my craft projects.
The Importance of The ARTS
What a wonderful statement by a man who has given humanity so much beauty.
We need more such beauty not less.
Winter Sweaters
I live in Colorado. The colors in this Scandinavian sweater are just the same colors as the mountains that surround my home.