On Sunday’s I call my mom. We talk for an hour or so about everything and nothing. We just chat away and the time slips away. Yesterday was no different. I told her about my work and my weekend and about the Christmas knitting I finished up. Then, in a small voice, she asked
“Did you make me something for Christmas?”
Gulp. No, I didn’t.
“But Mom”, I replied, “you never wear anything I make! I make you socks and you put them in a drawer. I made you a sweater and you put it away and moths ate it!”
“Well, I’d wear one of those little scarves like the one you made while you were here visiting.”
Ah. Ishbel. I see. So THIS is what she would really wear.
What color? I asked. Oh, I don’t know, she said.
“Ok,” I said, “I have just the thing – I know exactly what to make.” And after we hung up the phone I went upstairs to my stash, picked up this yarn and needles and started right then and there on Ishbel for Mom.
This is yarn I bought in New Zealand. It’s very special. It’s 100% New Zealand merino and is the softest wool on the planet. It was hand dyed in colors of the rainbow, only darker and deeper. It’s been in my stash for 3 years because I just couldn’t decide on a project special enough to use it. Now I have that special project and this is the perfect yarn for it.
I hope it’s not TOO colorful for her. I think she will wear it well though. I like to think I’m like my mom in some ways – small but punchy. We might fool you into thinking we are quiet and timid, but people aren’t fooled for long. I think these colors are perfect for such a woman – someone who will wear it proudly. Merry Christmas Mom! I’m working on it!