I haven't posted a lot of knitting on here in the last few years. Not much to say about it but I still knit. I knit because I love to create. I knit because I love sweaters. I knit because I grew up with a mom who is artistic beyond the acknowledgement she receives, and it's in my blood to do something creative. I knit because I love the good things God grows, like sheep and wool and muskox and cotton. I knit because I love colors. I knit because my boys wear what I knit. I knit because I like the rhythm. I knit because it has a beginning and an end, and they are achievable. I knit because when my hands are busy, my mouth slows down, and it gives my brain a chance to make better decisions. I knit because I'm really, really good at it, and it's one of the few things that others acknowledge, and we all need that. I knit because I love to knit. I'm working on a colorful shawl in alpaca.
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My grandma didnt have a dryer so that was all she used. I can still remember her taking down the wash. :)
ReplyDeleteGreat picture. I remember my mom hanging our clothes in the back yard, with clothes pins. I remember playing with the the clothes pins and sometimes pinching myself or my brother with them. I loved the way the clothes felt and the way they smelled after coming off the line.
ReplyDeleteYou've brought back a wonderful memory for me, too, Karen! I've even thought about getting one for the Squash House!
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What a BEAUTIFUL photo Karen!!!
ReplyDeleteI love this photo. I don't have too many clothesline memories myself... larger items were usually draped over a chair or two in the living room. My sister and I would then make forts out of them.
ReplyDeleteI love the smell of clothes hung out on a line!!!
ReplyDeleteMemories, memories, good to have them back. Keep writing
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