The little things

One might ask why I posted a picture of some washcloths.

The answer is simple:

my Grandma Munro.

My new visiting teacher stopped by the other day, and one of the first things she did was offer me these wonderful, amazing little things.  She knitted them herself (my Grandma crochets hers). And they --the washcloths and her-- have a similar aroma as my Grandma Munro. My visiting teacher is our Bishop's wife (Sis. Sandy Freestone), and is almost the same age as my Grandma as well, same mannerisms, similar haircut, and so much more. We had a nice visit, getting to know one another.

And since she stopped by, all I can think about is my wonderful Grandma.

:-)

I Love You, Grandma!