Row 53

A few years ago, as we were cleaning out the attic of our mother's house, I found several bags of old worsted weight yarn. Being a bonified yarn snob, I admit that I pretty much snub my nose at that kind of yarn for my own projects. But I kept it all - just in case----

I have all of this yarn in two large baskets in the sacred yarn room - and actually from time to time, I do find uses for it. Last week when I was having a maniac cleaning and straightening of the yarn room - I found this in the bottom of Mother's yarn collection. This appears to be the beginnings of a cabled scarf, obviously unfinished, but with the needles, cable needle and row counter just as she left them - the counter was set on row 53.



How many times have I put away a project, just as this, saying that I would return to finish it at a later date. Finding this memento was like having a special little visit with my mother. I imagined her fingering the yarn, working the needles, wondering "did the cables come easy for her ?" - who was she making this scarf for?



This treasure needed a home. I framed it inside a little shadow box - just as I had found it. Actually, Mother had placed the knitting needles and cable needle on the wrong side of the scarf, so when I framed it, I turned the cables to the outside on one corner so that her beautiful handiwork could be seen. The true cabled side is actually very beautiful, but I just could not bring myself to take the needles out and place them on the other side of the scarf - I wanted to frame it just as I had found it.



After our parents died, I still remember that my best friend Mary told me that someday, my parents would visit with me again, in my dreams and in my life - somehow I would know that they were there. She was right----

Is this not a wonderful treasure for a Sacred Yarn Room?



"So live that your memories will be part of your happpiness".