Knit Wear

I remember knitting every Thursday night after dinner at my nonni’s house.  We would sit around the TV and digest not only the food but the quality family time. Of course it was not until I was older I realized how special that time was.  I can only imagine what my nonni were thinking looking at the son they raised and the family he had made.  The decision to come to Canada was not easy, but I bet looking at me knitting a “beautiful” scarf/placemat/coaster thing made them think they choose right.  Thank you.