In less than a week we'll be moving from Southern California back to Texas.
I'm excited, relieved, stressed, and a little sad.
I thought I'd share a picture my cousin unearthed from her dad's stack of old photo's.
This is my grandmother and her two oldest boys (I can't get over that darling little bow-tie). I love this picture. She was such an endearing and kind woman. And, like so many women of her era, extremely talented. I love seeing all her handiwork in this photo.
At 93 years old (I was 17) she taught me to crochet. She passed on a gift that will bring me a lifetime of joy. Somehow I was lucky enough to end up with her crochet hooks. I can't tell you the fond memories that flood into my mind when I pull them out to use on a project.
I wonder if I have time to sew a bow-tie before my machine gets packed away next week?