I am knitting furiously on hats for the Knit-A-Cap collection. The shipment does not go out until September but there have been years that because of "baby" knitting I have not sent as many hats. I decided this year to try to use up all the little bits and pieces of skeins that have a tendency to get down in the bottom of the tub. Now my organized sister never has this problem. She is disciplined and uses up the four or five skeins she is using in various stripes before she starts another color. That is not me. Well until this year. I am in a cleaning out mode. Actually it started a couple of years ago. So I decided this year I would use up all the little balls of various colors and be more organized. So far it has worked pretty good. I have only had to buy four or five skeins of yarn. Since the hats go to a lot of students in the same school I try not to have ones that are exactly alike. I am excited. I have 125 hats so far and I have only a few little balls left. This hat is one that I am finishing up today. It has five different yarns. I think it looks pretty cool.
When I was a little girl I loved going through my Grandma's bookshelf. Of course they were all too advanced for me but I liked to look at them. One that was interesting was Streams in the Desert by Mrs. Charles Cowman. The words were small and there were no pictures but the reason I liked it was the cover. The picture was of a desert scene with sand dunes and palm trees and a camel. I have always enjoyed the memory of that book even though I had not read it.
This is a picture of my Grandma in 1973. She taught me to crochet when she was here that Christmas. I had been looking for a "Streams", the older version not the new updated one, just because it is part of my past with my Grandma. I never could find one. This weekend my church had a booksale with the money going to a mission trip in the summer. I went not thinking I would find anything in particular. Then there is was, an old version of "Streams." I picked it up and looked at it. It did not have the paper cover but it was the same green book. The original price penciled in the book was $1.50. The published date was 1940. I could not believe what I held in my hands.
I am sure that someone was cleaning out their bookshelves and had no idea the joy someone else would have in finding this book. Today many books are updated, given more modern versions for "easy reading/understanding". There is something to be said for the older versions not just for the beauty of poetic writing but also for the memories they bring.