Sunday, 21 November 2010

measuring.

i have very few things of my paternal grandmother. but i have one thing. something she probably used almost daily. something i use almost daily.


i am the granddaughter who knits. perhaps to everyone's surprise.


and as i sit and i knit, i contemplate and i pray, and i feel connected to those who have taken time and marked it with stitches.


have measured it in centimetres and inches.


have said i love you, with their hands, stitching love.


the silver seashell measure, once my namesake's, now measures my love in centimetres and inches.

photos: the beginnings of a.b.barton's christmas jumper

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