Christmas is for you!

Merry Christmas to all... may you accept the greatest Gift- the gift of salvation through Jesus' Blood shed for you for your pardon.

Coming as a Babe, He will return as the Victorious King... be ready. Get saved. Today is the day to receive the greatest Gift- eternal life...

© Glenys Robyn Hicks

Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live:  John 1:25

And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room for them in the inn. Luke 2:7

Look after them!

 

You may remember I mentioned how difficult it is to find tortoise shell knitting needles.. well they and all products made with tortoise shell have been banned here in Australia and many other countries.

When I consider that tortoises died for their shell, I can understand that.

There are many imitation tortoise shell needles but these are cellinoid needles. These are being replaced by bamboo needles which I quite like to work with.

If you are in possession of tortoise shell needles, I would say look after them!

Keep clicking and stitching,

Glenys 

I loved the apricot yarn

 

I made this baby jumper for my first grandchild. It was done in a pale apricot 3ply baby wool- Feathersoft.

I sewed little flat pearlised plain buttons on the neck opening. It was really cute..

Keep clicking and stitching,

Glenys 

A blue one for my first baby

 

I knitted this matinee jacket in blue for my first baby and in pink for my second. It was a feather and fan stitch in Patons 3 ply baby wool.

I knitted them on tortoise shell needles, but these are hard to find these days. 

Keep clicking and stitching,

Glenys 

A pink jacket for Emily

 

I have recently found pictures of some of the jackets I have made over the years. This one was knitted in pink for my granddaughter, Emily.

It had a lovely cable each side of the bilateral panel. I also knitted the matching beret. 

Emily's mother has kept them all these years, which is sweet.

Keep clicking and stitching,

Glenys