Monday, July 23, 2007


Last week, a visit was paid to my Auntie.

95 years old. Lives by herself. On the couch is everything she needs to keep busy during the day. A book, TV remote, a radio, a mini-bar bell, pattern book, polyfill, a crocheted penguin in progress.

Yes, Auntie is one of us--a needlecrafter.
A very, very talented one.

Look at this colorful golfer:

Aren't those toys amazing?!

Most of them aren't made with anybody in mind. Auntie is making the toys for the sheer joy and pleasure of doing so. Hands are busy. Working crochet hooks and knitting needles provide a soothing rhythm. A challenge in the pattern gives the brain a work-out. The finished product makes us smile and marvel.

Isn't this why we all pick up needles?

Auntie is also one of the most stylish women I've ever known. Her style was always expressed in little details--a ruffle, chic gloves, a hat worn just so. Please notice the ribbon around her neck in this photo:

Auntie was not expecting company that day--this was her hanging out at home outfit. But, look how she added a jaunty ribbon and brought a bit of style to a blouse and shorts.

A remarkable, kind, joyful, talented woman.

So what kind of a stash does a 95 year old have?


margaret said...

aren't you lucky to have such a wonderful auntie?

sonja said...

Oh, Mary! This is a wonderful post. I enjoyed "meeting" your aunt. She's very NEAT in dress and very NEAT in stashing, too! Thanks for sharing.

Jane said...

I hope that one day my nieces and nephews will find me on the couch with my knitting and my remote! Go, Auntie!

sherriknits said...

Oh .... this has got to be one of my most favorite posts. I'm so glad I found your blog!

datatech57 said...

I hope you don't mind, I linked this post to my blog. My stash is overflowing our walk-in closet. My husband has provided bins for it, but I haven't gotten to filling them yet. I have plans, though. Really.


Devorah said...

How wonderful! Thank you for introducing us to your marvelous Auntie.

charli said...

It makes me wish my mom was a stasher. And... that I had taken the knit up again before she died, cuz I gave it all a way!!!! There wasn't that much, but there was some of the yarn that made me mittens, and now there's only one mitten (adult mittens). Alas. I didn't know I'd become disabled, unable to work and a knitter in just a few years.

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TheBlackSheep said...

What a nice post! I hope she has many years of crafting still ahead of her. The world needs crafters like her.