The nostalgia of knitting and Tunisian Crochet

When I was six years old, my grandmother taught me to knit and Tunisian Crochet. I remember it clearly, because that is when my love of fibre arts was born. Catch them while they’re young, and all that. My real love affair with very special yarns came much later, but at that young and impressionable age I remember feeling the wonder that is the creation of something tangible with a stick and some stringy stuff.