She knits a sock, her first, lamenting the fact that once it's done she's only half finished. Carefully she knits and purls. The rows increase, she turns the heel. Her hands move in a rhythm familiar to her grandmothers. Graceful hands. Beautiful hands.
What a nice post. I wish I could knit...it is such a useful skill.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your kind words on my post today. It truly is a special day for us.
Linda
I love this post! A beautiful photograph, of your sweet daughter.
ReplyDeletexo Lidy