Generations

I have been out of communication the last few days because I am visiting with family for the Thanksgiving holiday.  Don't tell The Husband that I told you - I've given him the business before for letting the online community know when we're not at home, but you're all yarn people and therefore completely trustworthy, I'm sure.  It is a cold morning here in Ohio.  I now remember why we left.  It's actually been fairly mild for late November.  I was half expecting it to snow while we were here.  It was snowing on an early November day three years ago when we pulled out of this state to move south.  Hard to believe it's been that long.  

Grandma Eva at 17 or 18

This trip has given me the opportunity to spend some time with my husband's maternal grandmother, Eva.  I have mentioned her before because she has knit for years and years and years.  She is 94 years old and still knitting.  This is the first time we've been able to have a conversation as fellow knitters and it has been fabulous.  Yesterday, she showed me several things she's knitted over the years - beautiful afghans and sweaters.  She knits mostly for charity now, making little hats for newborns and lap robes for folks in nursing homes or the hospital.  Her color work is amazing.  I can only hope to be half as good.

She gave me a decidedly vintage pattern for Christmas stockings.  Apparently she's made them all through the years and it felt really good for her to pass the pattern along to me.  There's something wonderful about sharing something like that from generation to generation.  I told her all about my LYS and how much fun we have there and the good friends I've made.  She has never experienced it for herself because there is nothing like it anywhere close to the little town I grew up in and where she has resided for decades.  Grandma visited us in the south once a couple of years ago. It has become harder for her to travel so I doubt she'll make the trip again which is a shame because the first thing I'd do is take her to see Lady L. and all of the women who speak our common language.  Grandma would have a great time and the ladies would love her.

I am so thankful this year for Grandma Eva and her beautiful life and her beautiful craft.  

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!