hobbies.....

I have been blessed this week with being able to not only get needed supplies but also time to work on projects.  It has, however, brought on memories of Dad with my needlework projects.  I must admit, though, I had Mom's help with how he felt or reacted to sewing, needlepoint, knitting and even quilting.  Our Mom did a lot of sewing (making a lot of our clothes as we grew up) and knitting or needlepoint.  So Dad was used to "projects" being started, worked on and even (sometimes) finished.

When we were traveling he, unlike others in the family who would tell me the store was "closed for inventory," was quite willing to stop at quilt stores or yarn shops.  He would either sit, read a book and wait OR he would "come in with me" and make new friends.  Dad could make new friends anywhere!  Because he was willing to stop I made quilts (and sweaters) for him - most of which we gave away.

Of course he could also bug me when there was a project going.  I learned, quickly, not to try to learn a new thing, have to do a lot of counting or work from a graph - knitting especially while he was around.  It never failed, when I did try, he would interrupt in some way, shape or form so I would lose my place.  He could also put pressure on if he wanted something - like the needlepoint of the "Joseph" Chagall window.  "If I could just have it before I died........."  Like I've said... sometimes you have to laugh or you will start screaming!

(Yes, we got the needlepoint done for him years​ before he died!)