The weird thing about Esme’s sweater is that it was kind of a hidden treasure. My grandme must have started it sometime in the seventies. Many years after my grandme died, my mom found a stash of sweaters. The first set, she found just before our Ada arrived—and they were the perfect size. And then, five years later, she found this yellow sweater just a few weeks before Esme was born. The yellow sweater was unfinished, and my mom had to stitch it up and add the ribbon.
Just looking at it makes me feel more connected to my mom and grandme.
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2 comments:
it's beautiful!
So glad to see this sweater!! I love it and it made me feel connected 3 generations, Mom, Kirie and Esme. It is beautiful - Mom sure knew how to knit!
Love, Mom
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