The top yellow blend is the last shoulder warmer I am making
It turned out quite nice with two double strand threads.
Depending on the occasion, I have colors to match lol
I might work now to see how to decorate them so they look less plain.
The top one is for fall The gray one is for winter
The multicolored one I put on before, is for spring and the pink one also from before, is for summer.
I put a lot of the things I made away in boxes and now I have enough for another box.
It just collects so fast. lol
I feel like I am making myself a dowry for retirement or for when my eyes cannot see anymore.
With climate change I think knitting will come back in style as people will require warmer things and it is nice to keep warm with the projects you make in winter.
I still have two sweaters to finish. I guess the reason I stopped is because I got disappointed in the sizing. They tell you one thing and then the things come out looking smaller but then they might stretch as wool usually does. I like the sweaters to look bulky on people because the warmth from the body is kept inside between the sweater and the clothes. I watched a program on Navajo Indian women. They have their own sheep and spin their own thread from the wool.
Their blankets are very beautiful. People come from far and wide to buy them.
I liked the lecture they gave on life and how important it is to live in harmony with nature. Their sheep would run away and they would wait for them to come back home on their own when the weather was bad. Their leader was an old hunchbacked gramma who was very active, very respected and the glue keeping the family together.
I really loved her as I saw her do her thing in a manner I could reminisce and see my own Gramma in her. The young people could not keep up with her. lol
I remember a story my Gramma told me about her Mom. She was a small woman and her husband was a very huge man cut down over night, in his prime, by fever.
Never the less, she would go to the homes of her children one by one, give them hell calling them lazy and ignorant about how to do things. She'd rampage through the house putting everything in order . She mended cooked cleaned gardened, canned and when she was satisfied the house was in order, she'd leave and go to the next child's house. lol
My Gramma said nothing was secret with her. but no one ever said a word to her because she commanded respect. lol
In fact they trembled when she would enter the door because they knew they were not up to par to her perfection.
The day for her, was an 18 hour day.
Today, we have to say, thank God for technology and the washing machine.lol
Thank God for the dishwasher, the stove and fridge.
Thank God for the heating furnaces.
All these things had to be done by hand a few generations ago.
It is only because of these things, women today, have the luxury of going to work and be a little independent.
Their blankets are very beautiful. People come from far and wide to buy them.
I liked the lecture they gave on life and how important it is to live in harmony with nature. Their sheep would run away and they would wait for them to come back home on their own when the weather was bad. Their leader was an old hunchbacked gramma who was very active, very respected and the glue keeping the family together.
I really loved her as I saw her do her thing in a manner I could reminisce and see my own Gramma in her. The young people could not keep up with her. lol
I remember a story my Gramma told me about her Mom. She was a small woman and her husband was a very huge man cut down over night, in his prime, by fever.
Never the less, she would go to the homes of her children one by one, give them hell calling them lazy and ignorant about how to do things. She'd rampage through the house putting everything in order . She mended cooked cleaned gardened, canned and when she was satisfied the house was in order, she'd leave and go to the next child's house. lol
My Gramma said nothing was secret with her. but no one ever said a word to her because she commanded respect. lol
In fact they trembled when she would enter the door because they knew they were not up to par to her perfection.
The day for her, was an 18 hour day.
Today, we have to say, thank God for technology and the washing machine.lol
Thank God for the dishwasher, the stove and fridge.
Thank God for the heating furnaces.
All these things had to be done by hand a few generations ago.
It is only because of these things, women today, have the luxury of going to work and be a little independent.
As for myself, I especially love making blankets cause they keep your legs so warm and you see the project grow. It gives you personal satisfaction to see it finished.
I was sitting in a car watching my boy play soccer so the extra warmth was appreciated.lol
Vancouver won the Stanley Cup in Football .
It was not as exciting to watch as hockey is but we brought the cup home and we needed some joy here in BC.
So Congrats BC LIONS for a good job. Well Done!!
We also have a MLS soccer struggling to get up on its feet but they don't attract very good players because they are not paying them well.
It is shameful not to put out your best players and we have many in BC who will never see the light of day.
Have a great day!
6 comments:
Very nice! I wish I had that level of crochet skill.
Sub radar - you should see how many men are into this sort of stuff today.
I was amazed because men are into
fashion and scents and making things to compliment their attire has become popular.You can't get everything in the store.
A warm, cozy post. Thanks.
Welcome Sandy :)
A very versatile post with so much information, I really enjoyed the story of the Navajo Indian women and I agree with you on today's amenities.;)
I used to knit when I was a teenager, it was in fashion then, perhaps I should take it up again.;))
xoxo
Zuzana - If you have time it's an easy kind of hobby and something to teach others if they are interested.
It unifies people.
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