It's been a long time. I'm still struggling with the thesis plans. Lots happening. Sore neck and shoulder. But this is a great photo, and I wanted to start back into blogging with something wonderful.
Can you imagine all those socks getting a new life at the nimble fingers of my grandmother?
I still do mending for my family, but holey socks go in the trash. At least Jackson's cotton ones. I guess I might darn a nice wool sock.
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A forgotten piece of our parents'/grandparents' lives. My grandpa was a taylor, and I can barely sew a button.
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