I hope you'll join me in the next Story Scrapbook Challenge.
For those that want a subject to scrap this time, I will challenge you to scrap a story about someone who has made a marked impact on your life.

In my page page, I'm telling the story about my grandma teaching me to knit. A love I still have today.

Using goodies from the freebie gift put together by Katie, plus:

The Grunge Source:
Beneath Walls Paper Pack No. 01

Katie Pertiet:
Thin Classic Photo Frames Curled and Flat No. 01
Yarn Swirls No. 03: Summer
Stamped Blocks No. 23 Brushes and Stamps
Adrier Solids Paper Pack
Watery Washes No. 03 Brushes and Stamps
Splatters Brushes and Stamps No. 03
Basic Bare Chipboard Alpha No. 03
Doily Edgers No. 02
Pinned: Wood Veneers No. 01
Inked Twists Brushes and Stamps No. 01
Burlap Elements No. 01
File Tab Words: Love No. 01
Stamped Blocks No. 13 Brushes and Stamps

Font: Pea Sue's Print


To know me is to know I love my craft of digital scrapbooking. But there is another love I have that has filled me with joy over the years, and that is knitting.

It was my grandma that taught me to knit, I guess I was about 12 or so. I would sit with her on the couch and she patiently guided me in which way to loop my yarn, how to hold my needles (which I still don’t do correctly), the direction to point the needle into the yarn. I’m sure I exasperated her on many occasions.

I can’t even remember the count of how many needles I broke. I would wind my yarn so tightly that the plastic needles would snap in two. More plastic needles would magically appear, I’m sure she kept a stock of them for that very purpose.

I would happily knit by her side. She was famous for making bedsocks for us using two different coloured yarns at once. I would perservere trying to knit my first scarf, complete with many holes (which I pretended was an intricate pattern I was creating). We would take a count of the stitches and there were either more or less than what I started with. My first scarf was the crookedest scarf you’d ever seen, but grandma was so proud of me, you’d think I’d won first prize in a CWA knitting contest.

So now, long after grandma has gone, I pick up the needles and click away. I am creating patterns in the most beautiful variegated colours that grandma would have only dreamed of back then, if I need a pattern I just click onto Ravelry and can find whatever I need, unheard of in her day. Oh how the craft of knitting has advanced, but through it all I have my grandmother’s love alongside me with every knit and purl I make. Thank you for giving me this love grandma.