My mother had six sisters, all of whom had various special talents. My Aunts had a tendency to believe they had an obligation to teach me some of their many crafting skills. I was taught to knit by Aunt Helen, the eldest sister of my mother.
Aunt Helen was a stickler about the”perfection of work.” If I made a mistake on a project, I had to rip the work back to the stitch before the mistake and make the correction, adding, “This is how you learn to ‘read your work’ so that you can fix it.” Can you imagine how long a piece took to finish? Nevertheless, the lesson is one I embrace with deep appreciation and smile every time I pull a piece apart. Continue reading