Crocheter's Birthday

My Mom taught me to crochet -- I come from a family of crocheters. I still have a rug I crocheted from bulky rug yarn for my little Cocker Spaniel, Blackie. It is pink and blue squares. I was using a special technique to create the squares. I had never seen a crochet pattern at that time. The rug must be about 50+ years. I will take a foto of it and post it on this blog. The foto is of my Mom in Burlington, Iowa.

Today, Feb. 22, is Mom's birthday. She was named Martha after Martha Washington the wife of George whose birthday is Feb. 22. My swedish grandmother and her many sisters and relatives crocheted and knitted. My aunt Elsie, my Dad's sister, crocheted all the fine altar linens for St. Mary's church. I didn't pick up a crochet hook for about 35 years, but when I did my hands remembered the moves. I found someone to teach me how to read and a pattern and helped me advance beyond the single crochet I did as a child. After 4 lessons, my teacher said I didn't really need her anymore - I could read a pattern, and she told me that I just needed the confidence in crocheting which she gave me. I took off like a rocket after that, and haven't stopped.