Yo-Yo Pillow

I have this yo-yo pillow.  It’s another treasure, and I happily display it behind the glass doors that hold my wonderful heirlooms.  It was made by a great-grandmother I never knew.  She died the year before I was born, but I’ve known her my whole life as “Ninny”… my mother’s mother’s mother.

This pretty little pillow speaks to me of her life and her days.  This afternoon I’m feeling humbled… because I’ve let this day slip by with nothing much accomplished.  I managed to clean the window sills, but I had so much more time on my hands today.  I considered creating a jewel box, but my heart wasn’t in it.

So I look at this sweet little set of yo-yos all stitched together, and I imagine Ninny having some time on her hands, picking up her sewing basket, making good use of the moment.  And I’m inspired.  Stitch by stitch or inch by inch… I intend to accomplish more tomorrow!

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8 Responses to “Yo-Yo Pillow”

  1. Lawanda Calton says:

    Your photo and thoughts are a bright spot in my day!

  2. Sandy says:

    Thank you! I love this photo. As always… I took a few… and when this one appeared on my computer screen, I was mesmerized by her stitches. What a special treasure!

    Maybe I shall take up yo-yo making!

  3. Kim says:

    Lovely!

  4. Marcea Clive says:

    Very pretty. Aren’t you glad it was kept and passed down? Thanks, Sandy, for your little inspirations.

  5. Sandy says:

    Yes Marcea… I’m just delighted to have treasures like this.

  6. What a lovely memory and beautiful pillow! Thanks so much for sharing this with all of us!

  7. marianne says:

    What a lovely tribute to your great grandmother. It is a great inspiration and I am so happy I got to see it.

    Marianne – rough start farmgirl

  8. annette says:

    Beautiful!! I love the heirloom showcase idea. I have our older pieces put away where little fingers can’t touch. Looking forward to putting them out, when my kiddos are old enough to understand to not miss use them. I am amazed by how very skilled and time efficient our mother’s mothers were. It’s humbling!

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