It is safe to say that I come from a family of knitters. My grandmother (Nanny) knit, my mother knits, and I knit. A few weeks ago a box arrived for me from my mother. I had been waiting for it to come. My Nanny's eyesight is failing her so she is no longer able to do some of the things she used to love. Knitting being one of those things. My mom thought I would want to have some of her knitting supplies. I remember when I had started knitting, my Nanny called me on the phone because my mother had told her I had taken up the family hobby. She sounded excited that I had taken such a liking to it. She told me that she had always enjoyed knitting and that her best advice was to stay away from socks because.....and I quote "they are a real pain in the ass!" I totally agree. I opened the box and smiled at all the fun things inside. I wondered how many stitches had danced over the needles through out the years? How many projects had been frogged? On and on the questions flew. Some double pointed needles even had the paint worn off the ends. I assumed those were the worker bees of the group!!
The box is sitting in my knitting room along with my own supplies. I am going to have to think of a way to creatively display the items. When I do I will post more pics.
Below are pictures of the box and some of the fun things inside.