My grandmother’s handiwork.
When asked what jacket she wanted, Witchlette exclaimed, “Sweater because I love my sweater!” It’s perfect for a crisp NC fall day.
This is a sweater she made for my sister. She is no longer well enough to make anything for Witchlette. Due to hand-me-downs, however, she is able to enjoy a sweater made by her great-grandma with love.