when i sit at the spinning wheel, i'm forever connected to all the women in my family whose hands created, mended, and reared ~ they were the inspiration and the everlasting bond.
i was so fortunate to have a caring and giving grandmother who taught me to use my hands. it was natural for me. i took to it without any trouble. i could read written patterns as a youngster and could visualize the method of creation ~ something, i only learned as an adult, others had problems doing.
so this is a tribute to her ~ mabel. my dear grandmother who gave me years of friday afternoon visits, saturday piano lessons and most of all, her aqua colored dimestore crochet hooks.
i was so fortunate to have a caring and giving grandmother who taught me to use my hands. it was natural for me. i took to it without any trouble. i could read written patterns as a youngster and could visualize the method of creation ~ something, i only learned as an adult, others had problems doing.
so this is a tribute to her ~ mabel. my dear grandmother who gave me years of friday afternoon visits, saturday piano lessons and most of all, her aqua colored dimestore crochet hooks.
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