Knitting

I'm knitting a white blanket with little hearts all over it for my new grand-baby due in May. I've made many mistakes in it, but my mother would have said - that's life. So true. The local knitting expert here said "they're not mistakes, they're features". I like that.

This is the second white blanket I have knit. The first one, over eight years ago was for my first grandchild. I was knitting it while I visited with my mother who was then in respite care. She would stroke it and comment on the softness of it. I wrote a poem about that time. One person I loved was leaving me and a new one was coming into my life. I thought it deserved to be memorialized.