This is truly a memory brought to life for me. As long as I can remember our Christmas trees had an antique glass bauble that my mama always, always hung just under the angel. This ball had been her daddy's special ornament. Years later and the bauble gone, I needed a memory keeper but, not glass, so easily broken. I think I did it.
50 yards of Worsted weight
Glad to be here. I have been crafting in some form my whole life. It started with my grandmother teaching me to embroider before I could read. Now I crochet, A LOT. it is my passion watching the yarns turn into useful things. Blankets from motifs are my favorite. Always looking for the perfect square, hex, or circle or whatever that will be a blanket.