While trying to think of an interesting topic for the blog today...
I remembered having taken pictures of several knitters at the most recent Late Night Yarny party at my fav knitting spot.
So here are a few pair of hands, in no particular order and with a spinner thrown in, doing what we do, when we're inclined to ply our craft.
Bet you'll recognize the last pair of hands, which are crocheting instead of knitting, lol
The appeal of these pictures for me is how different each person's hands are from the next.
I find hands fascinating. They say so much about the person they are attached to.
Mine look just like my Mother's and her Mother's and her Mother's before her. At almost 52 I am seeing my fingers begin to twist and bend just like theirs have. Perhaps I should buy stock in an ibuprofen manufacturing business.
I find it sad, in a way, that I have never seen any of the women who came before me in my maternal line do such things as knit or crochet, or even sew a dress or kercheif.
I must thank my paternal Grandmother for my crafty ways, and she wasn't even blood-kin...she became my Dad's step-mother when he was 5. Thankfully it made no difference in her relationship with me. I could do no wrong in her eyes. Everyone should be blessed with such a Grama.
Hope these pictures will inspire you our give you a good thought or two. If so, my mission is accomplished and I'll be on my way now.
Thanks everyone for stopping in and saying hey! Have a great weekend!