Idle hands are the devil's workshop

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They say Thursdays are throwback's, but what am I to throwback if there is nothing apparent that needs to be thrown? “Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.” ~ Haruki Murakami If i ponder on the quote by Haruki then my reflection on this throwback Thursday will be a teary one. Nostalgia and memories always make me a little glad while being sad, somewhat of an ambivalent state. For a few weeks now I have been knitting all the left over wool's in the house into squares that I can put together into a nice throw for my big bed. My gran taught me to knit when i was only five years old - she said I was a natural. All my winter school holiday's were spent knitting jerseys, rugs, barbie clothes, and baby clothes later . . she would constantly remind me that "idle hands are the devil' workshop" and for this, my hands have never been idle and luckily have steered away from the devils workshop. While watching TV and me knitting in the dark last night, my youngest daughter requested that I buy her a few balls of wool in the shades of blue, so that she can join me in the winter evenings as she is feeling a little idle. From gran, to mom, to me, to my daughter - the legacy lives on . . . . how blessed am I. Maybe one day on a similar Throwback Thursday, she will remember these days with her mom! My photo is of my own progress - many squares “Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.” ~ L.M. Montgomery