Wednesday, March 19, 2014

A field full of......Pink Baby Alpacas!

Conversation never sits easier than when we now and then
   discharge ourselves in a symphony of laughter;
which may not improperly be called the chorus of conversations.
                                  Sir Richard Steele


As I am sure you all know by now I have been obsessively knitting lots of hats and I am pretty sure some of you think it is just for those photo shoots with the cows because I know we all agree it is so adorable seeing Bossy2 wearing one. Her smile alone is priceless but I have a confession.

It feels like I have been knitting forever with all those scarves and hats I have knitted since that day I sat down with Mom in her new home and she showed me the basics of how to knit. Sitting side by side knitting and chatting and sharing stories about life and well knitting, oh yes this seems like so long ago now.

These days I knit alone while sitting beside Mom and we still chat but she has not picked up her needles, I am hoping this is temporary as I really miss watching her hands wrap the yarn around her finger and then loop it around the needle. Staring at the turtle ring that I comment on every time and she always laughs and comments “You can’t have it, it is my favourite”. Her arthritic fingers from a life of hard work and knitting sporting different rings that bring different memories. Oh how I love the stories that always come.


These days every time I go to visit I bring my old cloth bag with a new project because I know how much Mom responds to seeing the hat of many colours that will be pulled out and that smile that always comes as we talk about my strange choice of colours. I try to surprise her with my colour choice just to hear her say “I love it” I know that is selfish but I crave those moments of watching the twinkle in her eyes and the smile that comes but especially those words “You are doing great, but you need to add a tassel on top.” I have no idea how to make a tassel but Mom every time I pull a hat out explains how to make one and I promise her I will. I really have to do that.

Mom has a different sense of humour, I like to think I get mine from her, it is OK that some people may not understand it, we do. I have always been able to pull a smile and a laugh from her no matter what kind of day she has been having. This particular day I pulled out a soft pink ball of wool, softer than any I had knitted with before and handed it to Mom. She brushed it across her cheek next to the smile I crave and I watch grow bigger and bigger. 


What do you think, I asked her. “Oh it is so soft, what kind of wool is it?” It is Baby Alpaca. “Oh it is so nice, how much do you have?” I only have two small balls I answered but added I have been searching all over for that farm where all those Pink Baby Alpacas are running around in the field so I can get more. She laughed out loud; I then pulled the completed hat out of the bag. She took it from my hand and ran her crooked fingers across it and then rubbed it against her cheek. Her eyes were twinkling and I imagine there was a huge smile on my face while enjoying her huge smile and watching those fingers covered with those rings of memories caress the soft hat.

Would you like to knit with me Mom? “Not today dear” she handed the softer than I have ever felt before hat back to me. “You should really put a tassel on top of it you know” I know Mom. I sat there for a couple of hours while we chatted and I knitted alone while she watched my hands wrap the yarn around my finger and then loop it around the needle. Both hoping that once again we will be back knitting together soon but my knowing even if we don’t I will take comfort in my ability to keep surprising her with my choice of colours and that sense of humour that possibly only she understands and still makes her laugh.

 Oh that Pink Baby Alpaca Farm story will be something I will be using over and over again so I can selfishly hear that laugh. 
  


Mom, like most of us loves the photos of Bossy2 wearing those silly colourful hats........ Oh you should hear that laugh; so I keep on knitting.

Later


57 comments:

  1. This is a sweet story! If you ever find that farm with the pink baby alpaca, I'd like to go, too!

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  2. oh, how sweet. i love the colorful one. all those colors. so warm i bet. for cow or human all the same. right??! ( :

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  3. Yes, there must be a farm out there with baby pink, blue, green and purple alpacas. :) Sweet story.

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  4. Miss B,
    You are not selfish! Laughter is the best medicine and you are bringing a smile to your Mom's face. Sharing your unique humor with each other is a gift you both get to enjoy!

    When you see that field of pink baby alpaca grazing I really hope you have your camera with you!

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  5. Very sweet. I'll be looking for a picture of a hat with a tassel in the very near future....I know you can do it!

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  6. I agree laughter is the best medicine. You are so blessed to be spending time with your mom like this.

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  7. A beautiful beautiful post Buttons. Love seeing your Mom's hand. My Mom loved her rings. And I loved her hands. I think a tassel on top is going to be a must.. :)

    Hugs
    Pix

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  8. so very sweet to share these moments with her (and us).

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  9. What a special bond you have with your mom!

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  10. Grace, congrats on your own domain name..it seems to have gone very smoothly way to go.

    I hear you about your Mom...watching them slide away slowly is hard, so very hard. It's not selfish to want to see her smile, and laugh with you.

    Keep those Baby pink Alpaca stories coming,we all love them.

    Jen

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  11. Such a touching post, B! The shot of your mother's hand is so special and I love how you made her laugh about the pink alpacas.

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  12. Hee Hee ~ I think we need one of those pink baby Alpacas here at the farm, do they sell them round your neck of the woods B. ? :))

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  13. What a wonderful gift you give your mother with each visit.

    Keep knitting.

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  14. The knitting torch has been passed to you to give that smiling lady's hands a good rest. How happy you both must be. How happy we all are to live in that moment with you.

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  15. So sweet....I do hope your mom will pick up her needles again to knit with you. But at least you are getting some special time with mom, and that is truly what matters.

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  16. This is such a moving post Buttons! Made me miss my mother who has been gone a long time. HUGS!!

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  17. I can relate. You are such a sweetheart.

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  18. What a sweet, sweet story, Buttons. I will join in that search for the farm with baby pink alpacas.:-) xo

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  19. I bet that laugh really is something to hear. What a sweet story :)

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  20. Oh dear...that sweet story brought a tear to my eye. ♥️
    Please make a pompon for the hat...
    Your Mom would love it....and so would you...
    Enjoy your day..
    Cheers!
    Linda :o)

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  21. What a sweet daughter you are :)

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  22. Such a sweet story to read. Hope you can find more of that soft wool again. Great shots especially the last one.

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  23. I do hope you are back to knitting together soon.

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  24. What a great story. You should photo shop some pink alpacas to show your mom! :)
    Cheri

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  25. Another great, heartwarming story. You're so lucky to still have your Mom - enjoy every minute (as you seem to). Now, I'll be looking for those pink alpacas, too!

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  26. This is so sweet, Buttons - it is these special moments that mean the most when all is said and done - a Mother's hands, the sound of her laugh, the tenderness that you share with each other. I do know that little ache in your heart when you leave her. You are a lovely daughter. Hugs xo Karen

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    Obrigada.

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  28. Wonderful to read your visit with your mum. The cow looks cute with the hat on, dressed to go out, maybe!

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  29. I love your bossy hats......I road a mare once that I always put a ball cap on ;) Old hands are a treasure.

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  30. You describe a great relationship with your Mom.

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  31. B,

    What a beautiful post about your mom, and knitting. I think you need to finish the pink hat, place a pom pom on it, place the hat on your favorite cow, and take a picture. Make your mom smile again!!!

    Sending hugs to you and your mom.
    Sandy

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  32. You are so lucky to be able to spend this time with your mother. I cry because your stories remind me of my relationship with my grandmother, but I was too far away. I didn't get those moments. I regret that every day.

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  33. You are so lucky to have your mom so close to you and for she to have you so close!!

    I really love the image of her hands, what a treasure!! And alpaca are the sweetest animals on earth!!

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  34. Such a sweet story, B, and what a lovely relationship you have with your mom. I so enjoy reading about your time together. And her hands are beautiful.

    If you find the pink baby alpaca farm, I want pictures! :-)

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  35. Its good that you two have something like this to share! Enjoy these days ;)

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  36. LOVE those knitted hats and Bossy 2 is a beautiful model! She looks so goooood in them! Your Mother sounds so sweet...I still have my Mother too....we are blessed. Roxie

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  37. Bears, of course, see things a bit differently. I'm not sure about Bossy2; I think she may be more cringing than smiling. But you know her better than I do, so I'll take your word for it.

    Anyway, the hats are fun. For you,and your mom, and the rest of us.

    Blessings and Bear hugs!

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  38. What a glorious, heart-warming, misty eye producing post. Thank you so much.
    And thank you for your very kind words over at Delores' Words For Wednesday. I don't feel clever at all.

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  39. Those arthritic hands have obviously done a lot of knitting. Your mum would be enjoying watching you do the knitting now. I have a few balls of pretty wool to pass on to you soon. Hugs Suex

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  40. such a sweet post and i love my photo of bossy2 modeling my hat!

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  41. That was such a lovely post Button. Made me think of my mum and how much I miss her. I am like your mum and can no longer knit because my right hand has gone out of shape and is painful. I can still crochet though, a little at a time, and hope I can continue to do so for a while yet.
    I am in love with that sweet cow and would like to go with you when you learn where those pink alpacas live. xx

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  42. That will make a beautiful photo - when you find where those pretty pink alpacas live.
    Such a heartwarming post Dear B :D)
    p.s. surprise your Mom with a multi-coloured tassel one day !

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  43. I love the colored one. Looks good!

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  44. Oh my dear B., how beautiful these are as beautiful as your story, as beautiful as your Mom,I understand although I never knitted but my mom she was everything i Knew about Love We were both lucky to get the truest form of love our mom's sometimes ok rarely I wish I could knit but all I ever wanted was to sit with my mom holding her hand she had the softest most wonderful hand you can Imagine I still remember her touch,I've never know that touch since I love this post and the good and happy it brings to me, healing

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  45. Such a beautiful, poignant post, my friend. Brought a tear to my eye.

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  46. How sweet and I love that baby Alpaca story. I love that picture of your Mom's hands. That is so special.
    Have a wonderful day.

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  47. What a heartwarming story!!

    Hugs~

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  48. oh my goodness Buttons what a sweet story and that girl with the knitted hat? darling.

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  49. Buttons, lovely story and like you, I enjoy knitting hats. they are so easy and useful...there's always a head that needs a loving touch.

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  50. what a special time and bond with your om. Wonderful , and yet I Am crying.Knowingf that my moms health is failing maybe or just longing for those moments we shared

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  51. didnt mean that t o be such a sad comment . I have missed reading about your times on the farm and with your mom

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  52. What a sweet story about your Mom- priceless really. The little hats are lovely-- you've got some gorgeous yarns going on there!! The hat on the cow made me laugh out loud!!
    Vicki

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  53. I'd do anything to hear my mom laugh too...im just trying to hang on to the sound of her voice in my heart so I dont forget.

    XOXO

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  54. You need to find a picture of alpacas and color them pink in a photo-editing program!

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