My mom's knitting

My mom died 22 years ago, today. I have written about that day, which was a Monday, just like today, the snow, the walk through the bridge to see her for a last time, but getting there late...

I thought, this year I will tell you about her a little bit more. 

I already told you about how my mother was a great knitter, though while I prefer colorwork, she was a cable-wizard. She knitted gorgeous cabled sweaters. Because someone asked, I looked up old photos, if I find an example, and there it was, a few of them. 

Look:

When I say, that I simply do not know life without handkits, I mean, this

or this (look at my west, and my father's sweater, both knitted by my mom):

And when I say, she was a cable-wizard, I mean this:

And this:

or this:

Or this, which is one of my favorite picture of her and me.

And as a final note, I do have to say, that my paternal grandmother was just good of a knitter, and, my mom being left-handed, I actually learned from my grandma. 

Anyhow, I think I just got a particular mix of geenes.