A little love story on a Sunday night. ❤️ This makes me cry just looking at it. Made by my gramma Flo. My grandparents met when they were 14 years old. Never held another hand, never kissed any other lips. My grandpa drove an ice truck illegally at a very young age to help support his family, my grandma would roller skate after it and one day he yelled back "I only have ice for you, Florence." Get it, "eyes for you" ? Some may say that's lucky, I think the luck is that they found someone they wanted to spend all their moons with. ❤️ My grandma has been making these scrubbies for years. Perfect little dish helpers. And if you own one you know it's no exaggeration when I say "perfect". Sadly, my grandpa passed away a few years back. And gramma will be the first to tell you she doesn't like spending moons without him. So she crocheted and crocheted and crocheted little scrubbies for all her loved ones and Lula, more then she ever had when she lost him. This is the last only them. You can see how the patterns have changed as she does... I don't have the heart to sell them anymore, cause they are priceless little treasures. So I'm gonna pass them on to you guys. Just come by Lula and ask for one. If I think you're worthy you shall get a scrubby, if not then no way! :-) gramma would agree. Hope everyone had a beautiful weekend and can find a little inspiration in a love like theirs. @foess1 @jackielrt