Throughout college I almost always carried a crochet needle and yarn. I loved the repetition, the soothing feeling of the yarn slipping through my fingers. I enjoyed crocheting while having tea with a friend, while watching television, even while listening to a lecture (although professors didn't like that very much). I realized that crocheting didn't distract my attention, it made really concentrate on the moment. It was extremely cathartic.
Once, after dating a certain boy for a bit, I pulled out my crochet project as we sat in the car on a long drive. He told me that knitting and crocheting is a grandma thing to do, and I think he was actually embarrassed. It was really strange, to tell the truth. I could see where he was coming from; a lot of people are taught to crochet by their grandmas (just not me). But is that a bad thing?
My Grandma Nelson, as we called her (her first name was Mayadelle and so that's how I think of her, because I love that name so much), was a wonderful quilter. She made such lovely things. She would make a quilt for every grandchild that got married; she had passed on by the time I got married, but I was given a quilt made by my great-great-grandmother Flynn. That is a really fantastic story for another time, however. The things I've learned about my great-great-grandmother recently are just beautiful.
|Grandpa and Grandma Nelson (Bob and Mayadelle)|
|How amazing is that car of theirs? And my grandma's gams??|
|Grandma and Grandpa and I believe the toddler is my aunt Linnea|
I recently signed up for a DMC cross-stitch 'mentor' kit and it came in the mail yesterday. So last night I taught myself how to cross stitch. I am in the middle of making a little ladybug as we speak. My mother-in-law cross-stitches, and she has some really beautiful patterns that she's shown me. I'm thinking I'll do some traditional cross-stitching, as well as some strange stuff you normally wouldn't see... like, maybe, dinosaurs? It could be fun.
I'd like to learn how to can, as well. My dad and my sister-in-law, Stacey, can can (I know I am SO FUNNY it's just ridiculous). My grandma Mayadelle taught my dad, and I'd like him to teach me, sort of pass it down through the generations. There's just something really beautiful and fulfilling participating in something that hasn't really changed all that much in hundreds of years.
|Who WOULDN'T want to be like these two?|