the last row of the granny squares are done – dark brown for the water soaked driftwood we would collect as we wandered the shore and the edge of the ocean.
although the colors are more muted than the rainbow brights my grandmother most often used and this is soft wool rather than the hard wearing acrylic she employed, it still reminds me of the many afghans she made for me and my siblings, along with the ponchos, vests and skirts which were ever so stylish back then. i’ll always be grateful that she taught me how to knit and crochet as a child. those skills have stood me in good stead through the years, and i can almost picture her beside me as i ply my craft.
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