This scarf is a far cry from that first scarf every child makes their dad! That scarf was full of holes but every stitch was made with love. Today isn't much different. If you look too closely you will find multiple mistakes; an over when it should be an under, a twist to the left instead of the right. No holes. But lots of love!
I guess it's the curse of the aged. I do hope to leave this earth spent out and used up! Even if my fingers are crooked and bent.
I'm joining Ginny for her Yarn Along today (sorry she's not up as early as I am...I will try later to join the hop).......I always find other cute patterns and stories to go with them......and sometimes stories of Sisters of the Needles who's lives are being torn apart from sickness, death and dying. Too weak to pick up those sticks and make knots. Too spent. Too used up. This morning my heart remembers All is Grace; Alisa who is battling cancer. May she find peace and rest in the arms of The Great Shepherd.