Treasures from Mum’s house- The little steel crochet hook
May 24, 2007 by Noreen Crone-Findlay
Filed under yarn crafts
I’ve been thinking a lot about treasures lately, because of Jim’s Mum’s death and also because of our son’s marriage.
One of my most favorite treasures to come into my life recently is this little hook that belonged to Jim’s Grandma:
I really love old crochet hooks. When someone on the Crochet Partners list asked, “how do you hold your crochet hook?”, my first response was: Happily.
But I thought about it a bit more and then I answered:
How do I hold my hook?
Well, sometimes, I think of my crochet hook as if it was a paint brush as I crochet swoops of luscious color.
Sometimes I hold my crochet hook like a sculpting tool as I crochet a three dimensional piece.
Sometimes, I hold my crochet hook like an archeologist’s tool, as I connect with my ancestral heritage and the lineage of lacemakers.
Sometimes I clutch my crochet hook like a baby clinging to her soother- when my crochet is a lifesaver in a stressful time.
Sometimes, I hold my crochet hook close to my heart in thanks, for the delight and inspiration and community I find with it.
Sometimes, I wander around, ~looking~ for my hook, thinking: Where on earth did I put it?
There are so many ways to hold my hook, and all of them add up to a gigantic: THANK YOU!
hugs all round,
Noreen
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Love your comments and love the precious hook. It would be so great if I could get some of my grandmother’s or great grandmother’s hooks. I watched with envy as they swiftly created. Now, I am teaching my grandchildren the craft, what a great tradition we are blessed with.
Sandi Grandberry
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Hi Noreen -
It’s always wonderful to know someone who appreciates the past in the small things that made up everyday life!
This is a story I think you and others will appreciate. When I was 8 years old, my grandmother decided I was going to learn to embroider. She got me a stamped cross stitch table runner, some floss and a hoop. She spent an afternoon teaching me how to embroider – not an easy task as I’m a left hander and she is right-handed. She was not a very hands on grandmother, but to this day I remember that afternoon, and credit her with starting my love of fiber arts.
She now has late stage Alzheimer’s, and even though she doesn’t remember having grandchildren anymore, she passed on a legacy to me personally (she didn’t do this with any other grandchildren)that I will always cherish.
I remember reading somewhere that our families are immortal as long as we remember them. I would have loved to have met your m-i-l, she sounds like she was a fantastic lady. She certainly has a on in a million d-i-l!
Hugs – Tammy
Hi Sandi
How wonderful that you are passing along your love of crochet to them!
Noreen
I hope that you will be blessed with some of your Grandmother’s hooks!
Be sure to save some of yours for your grandchildren!
I have been working with Jim’s Grandmother’s hook and have been just loving it.
I agree that we are indeed lucky to have this lovely tradition of the fiber arts.