I celebrated Boxing Day** today, not by giving the servants the day off and distributing to them their gifts (LOL!)
BUT by literally receiving a few boxes.
I had written about my Aunt Ellie a couple of times. I'm now sorry to report that she passed away during the fall. She was 97 years old and had lived a life full of grace, joy and love. Aunt Ellie was also a most remarkable and talented needlecrafter.
When her nephew was packing up her house, he asked if I wanted any of her knitting and crocheting things. I told him I'd love to have her patterns, books and needles. And that's what's in those three boxes. Patterns. Books. Needles. Three heavy boxes worth!
Let's take a peek in one of them.
I'm so honored to have these things. I plan to go through the boxes at my own pace. Slowly and with care. And stopping to have chats with Aunt Ellie along the way.
(**Since December 26 falls on a Saturday this year, in the British Commonwealth Boxing Day will actually be celebrated on the first weekday after Christmas--Monday. )