I hope you had a lovely Thanksgiving . I went home to the good ol' city of Detroit for four days to see my family and friends. I ate way too much and crocheted my mom a pair of slippers. :)
Back in February my mom moved into an apartment and she's still unpacking. Well, she was going through some old boxes and found a stack of my grandmother's handkerchiefs that she crocheted back in the 1940s. They were so delicate and soft. I was in heaven. Then, lo and behold, my mom told me to pick some to keep for myself! I was/am so giddy! My grandmother (who passed away before I was born) taught my mom how to crochet, who in turn, taught me. This is one of my favorites:
When my mom was little my grandmother crocheted her a bed spread with roses like in this handkerchief and my mom loved it until it wore out. I was surprised and thankful that she wanted me to have it. I'm thinking about framing them.
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