For all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these "it might have been."

-John Greenleaf Whittier, "Maud Muller" (1856)

Monday, December 12, 2011

The Third


Thirty Years Old

This is a collection of yarn rather than an unfinished project. The woman who kindly shared the yarn had 3 drawers full of it as well as a small knitted dress her mother made for her when she was a very small child. You can see part of this dress in the title picture of the blog, lower left side.

here is the email exchange:

Thank you M****, that would be great.
Can you please tell me how long you have had the yarn?
I live in Tenley and am able to come pick it up from you.
I can get it from your porch or from you personally.
Whatever you are comfortable with.
Sincerely,
Lisa



I've had the yarn for about 30 years -- since my mother's death. I am generally home afternoons this week but please phone before coming by to be sure I am around -- if you are still interested.


Dear M*****,
Thank you very much for sharing your yarn and some of your memories.

The little yellow knit dress was especially moving.

This project is evolving, I realize the yarn is a metaphor for the memories people keep.

I'll keep you posted on the culmination of the work.



You are welcome. I think my mother would be pleased. In her early thirties, she was on the start up staff for the Lyman Allyn Museum in New London CT.

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