There's Always a Beginning

There's always a beginning and this is the beginning of a new adventure for me. Blogging! A dear friend has encouraged me to start a knitting blog.  Oh, but there's more to me than knitting.  So here goes.

I was born in the mid 1950's to a blue collar family.  My dad was a factory worker for AT&T and a very responsible provider for my younger sister and me. My mom was a stay-at-home mom who kept a wonderfully tidy, organized home.  They grew up in the western edge of the Appalachians in Tennessee.  Here are the homes they grew up in: 

 This is the house in which my mother was born, outside of Byrdstown, TN.

 My paternal grandparents home (with my "paternal" on the porch)

This is my great, great grandmother's house  in 'downtown' Byrdstown. It later became my great grandmother's house and my mother and her family lived with her grandmother from time to time.

When I was almost 12, my family moved to Indianapolis, IN and I remained there until I left for college.  But we spent most of our vacations and many weekends down in the mountains with my grandparents and other family so their lifestyle was a huge influence in my life. 

I learned to sew fairly well in Jr. High Home Economics and being a 'child of the 60's' and with my self-sufficiency roots, I began at a young age desiring to make clothing from the beginning.  I didn't really know what all that entailed.  But after my young husband finished medical school and we moved to Muncie, IN for his residency, we bought me an Ashford spinning wheel kit.  After we put a finish on it and put it together it looked like this:

So that began the process.  I learned how to spin, taught myself to knit (I am a "thrower" knitter - not the most efficient method) and will try to journal some of my projects and my memories.