Maximus

Pouring rain. Some good conversations with mom today. She has a beautiful afghan that used to belong to her mom. I didn’t think to photograph it until now. I will put it in the extras. I had asked her before who had knitted it but she said she didn’t remember. Today she told me that her mom’ friends who had come to the US from Germany had found the wool being thrown out from a sweat shop on 2nd Avenue in downtown Seattle. The husband gave my grandmother the wool and she paid a women to knit make into an afghan. It is so tightly woven and I think beautiful