That time my Grandmother taught me to Crochet

I grew up in a small town in northern Arizona. My extended family was (and still is) scattered around the USA. When I was young, we visited my mom's side of the family every few years. It was always a fun time with my grandparents, cousins, aunts and uncles. It meant time spent at the cottage by the lake, late evenings around the fire pit with the neighbors, going to the roller rink, fresh picked corn on the cob. Great times!

It was also a special time that I spent with my grandmother. She always had a knitting or crochet project that she was working on.

When I was about 8 or 9 years old, I asked her about this picture. It is Irish Lace that she learned from her Mother. My grandma used crochet thread to make the Irish Lace in this art.

I treasure this art work!

Of course, I asked her to teach me how to crochet! We immediately went to the Ben Franklin 5 and Dime to get my first crochet hook and yarn. I practiced so hard on doing a chain stitch, and for this 8-9 year old it is harder than you might think! Once I mastered that, we moved on to single crochet and double crochet stitches. I was so excited when I was able to make my first Granny Square! From there I progressed to dish cloths, and the rest is history!

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