I remember as a child being fascinated by Granny Square afghans. I loved looking at all of the color combinations. But it was my Aunt Mary that taught me to truly appreciate the love and work that goes into one. I would sit for hours and watch her as she used colorful yarn to paint beautiful kaleidoscope-like images that when sewn together were a work of art.
Our family lost Mary much to soon after a long battle with liver cancer. As she went through her treatments and struggled with the disease, she found comfort in her crocheting. Luckily, she taught me to crochet as a child. I have always treasured the art of crocheting because it brings back such wonderful memories of my aunt and time spent at her home with my wonderful cousins and uncle.
Anytime I see a Granny Square I think of Mary and her love of crocheting. I thought of her a lot today as I made these Granny Square cup cozies. I hope to one day create a work of art like she did that my grandchildren will treasure like the one that her daughter and grandchildren cherish.
