A braided rug was handed down from one friend to another~
As children grew and families changed, the threads grew worn~
Now repaired and good as new, the braided threads of memory will soon warm my daughter's new home~
Monday, August 11, 2014
Threads Of Memory
When babies were born and families were young, threads of a friendship started more than three decades ago~
A braided rug was handed down from one friend to another~
As children grew and families changed, the threads grew worn~
Now repaired and good as new, the braided threads of memory will soon warm my daughter's new home~
A braided rug was handed down from one friend to another~
As children grew and families changed, the threads grew worn~
Now repaired and good as new, the braided threads of memory will soon warm my daughter's new home~
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Somehow I large container of yarn appeared in my house. I don't knit and haven't crocheted in decades. Perhaps I'll make a rug out of it.
A beautiful heirloom your daughter will cherish. Look forward to seeing a photo of the rug in the new house!
What a cool tradition. It looks pretty darned good for it's age. (Sorry...I had to say it.) *wink*
Heirlooms of memories...and such beautiful colors.
Jen
Beautiful tradition Sharon and a gorgeous rug, wow!
A beautiful rug and a beautiful tradition, your daughter is a very lucky woman!
What a nice tradition.
Love this post. So elegant and beautiful, the idea and the photos.
Love this idea.
Memories of braided rugs
that use to be a part of my home.
Seems over time
they were replaced
with different sizes of
Oriental rugs that I now pass
on to my children..
You make me wish my special braided rugs were still with me.
Guess they wore out
and I did not repair.
Now I am wearing out
but wise enough to keep
repairing :)
Braided rugs, hadn't thought of them in years :)
Reminded me of the spiral knitting on the 4 nails and spool.
What a lovely thing to pass on!
XO
WWW
Such a beautiful rug, Sharon, and a lovely tradition for your daughter to carry on. I grew up in a house filled with braided rugs made by my grandmother. Treasures!
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