Grandmom was always crocheting something - when she wasn't knitting hats and mittens, that is.
There were dozens of these in her house and the houses of her children.
Under lamps, under plants, under almost anything set down on a wood surface.
Relatively few are still in the cedar chest.
Ruth Rowles had some, so perhaps there are more with her children.
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Somewhere there is a little box full of just the pansies, waiting for more centers to be attached to.
The pansy ones are the ones we remember most, but more elegant ones are still around, too.
