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Yarn Along

I never really thought about how much I do relies on the use of my hands. That is, until I broke my arm. The simplest tasks were no longer simple. Preparing meals for my family. Cleaning the house. Writing out assignments for the children. But of all those important daily jobs, the one I missed the most was the ability to create. Knitting was not possible. I started knitting as grief therapy after the loss of our son. There are very few days that go by that I do not knit at the very least a few simple rows. I can feel the tension and sadness fade as I take a strand of yarn and transform it into something entirely different.



The joy of knitting is mine again. I finished and sent to my niece a new blanket for her new baby who is due to make her debut into this world any day now. I am also making another stuffed animal for my sister, who is expecting her first baby.

I am sad to say that I only took a finished picture while it was still blocking and only on the Ipad!


While I was recovering, I found I could crochet before I could hold both knitting needles. My daughter Anna and I have been making little squares out of scraps of yarn. The fact that it is a project we are working on together endears it to my heart even more.




As for reading, I just began reading "Signs of Life" by Scott Hahn. I friend back in the states and I are going to read it together and have a mini book club of sorts.

Our current read aloud in the schoolroom is "What Katy Did" by Susan Coolidge. I can tell that they are enjoying it because I never have to remind anyone to be quiet.

Joining Ginny for the first time in ages!

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  1. BarbaraJanuary 19, 2017 at 8:40 PM

    Love both of your projects, but as the mother of a girl who won't sit still, I really love that Anna is working on a project with you!

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    1. JennyJanuary 20, 2017 at 4:24 AM

      Well, at first we were working side by side in the mornings while we listened to an audio book. Now, I am reading the next book out loud, so she still crochets during that time. Me, I have to wait until later. Still, it is a joint project and that is what I love!

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