Nanna, why don’t your ganseys look like the other ones?” Peg looked up from her knitting, ‘what do you mean Caitlin? Sure, we all have our own way of building the pattern’. ‘Yes Nanna, but yours are more differenter’. Peg shifted uncomfortably in her chair and gave the girl a penetrating stare. ‘Tell me, Caitlin,… Read more It’s never just a pattern when Granny knits your aran