Patience

If you have followed my blog you know that I knit for "Newborns in Need" but I learned to crochet first. My Mother taught me when I was maybe nine or ten years old and I made rosettes out of cotton thread for hot pads and etc.....

 

sort of like this one that I found on google. It is very slow to say the least and when I became an adult I continued to crochet but with yarn instead of the cotton thread. I just never had the patience it required to complete a project but my Grandmother crocheted everything with this cotton yard and she didn't know how to read a pattern but used the chart patterns like the following...

 

At some point in time my Mother asked my Grandmother to crochet "The Last Supper" for her church and purchased the yarn needed. I didn't know anything about it until after my Mother died and I went through her things and low and behold rolled up was this huge crocheted picture of the last supper. Why it never made it to the church I don't know and I started to put it in the estate sale but then changed my mind and only much later was it suggested to me to have it matted and framed...................

 

 

(Couldn't get the picture without the glare on the glass and no my wall isn't pink, it's a light beige).

 

It hangs in our bedroom and I often stop and marvel at the intricate work.

 

 

 

 

 

I think each square equals two double crochets and open square to single crochets.

 

 

The roof section

Can you imagine how many stitches there must be in this piece....

I don't know that my Grandmother was a Christian but she surely had the patience of Job:)