Friday, September 21, 2007

Random thought

It occurred to me yesterday, my mother's mother and my mother's mother's mother wove.

I'm not sure why this resonates right now. I know that it's something I didn't know about my grandmother until after she died. I know that, upon seeing something that she wove, that it was possible to do that kind of detail in cloth by hand and not by machine.

I don't know. It's just something that's in my head. My grandmother wove.

1 comments:

mom

Your grandmother had a birthday this week. Maybe that's why you are thinking about her and her weaving skills.

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