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The next morning Mae's interest in the project continued |
"Wow, Mae, that's great. Let's go upstairs, find the bin full of yarn and needles and we'll get started." In a few minutes she had chosen her yarn and I'd cast on eight stitches for the lesson.
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The headband is done and Taryn awaits her garment |
By the next evening the headband was done, and we'd made a trip to a local craft store to purchase needles and several colors of yarn for the extended trip she and her parents will take together. And. . . she'd begun the scarf for her doll, Taryn.
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Taryn will go into the suitcase but she'll have her new, warm scarf on while she travels |
Never have I begun a knitting project without thinking of my grandmother--and the patience she exhibited as she taught me the rudiments of this craft. Granted, I've never knitted anything but hats, mittens, baby blankets and scarves (some of the latter for American troops in Korea in the early '50s at the prompting of Seventeen Magazine), but I do enjoy an occasional foray into the knitters' realm.
I can't think of anything I'm happier about than having begun one of my grandchildren on the knitting path.
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