I do love how our society just assumes that if you are old with grey hairs, then you must spend your days knitting blankets for babies and crocheting slippers for your other elderly friends. This is the case for my grandmother-inlaw, Ann, and her sister, Wanda.
Every so often, they are given piles of yarn, knitting books and other needlecraft accessories from kind-hearted young people who feel they are doing a great community service by providing such articles to Ann and Wanda. Well, neither of them knit or crochet. Wanda dabbled in crochet for a little bit, but much prefers to do needlepoint. And Ann? Well, her gift is with a rolling-pin and cookie sheet, not yarn and knitting needles.
However, Ann and Wanda are far too kind to turn down such thoughtfulness. So they graciously accept these gifts knowing full well that even the finest skein of mink and cashmere blend couldn’t convince either of them to pick up needle or hook.
So, I end up being handed down these items, usually along with the same comment, “Now if you don’t need any of this stuff don’t take it. I don’t want you thinking you have to take home this junk.” (As of the day of this posting, I have yet to turn down any knitting ‘junk’ they have offered to me.)
Do you have any knitting ‘suppliers’ among your family? Anyone that knows you well enough to think of you every time they come across yarn?
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