My Swedish grandmother (whom we call FarMor - "father's mother") was my very first (and of course, most inspirational!) crochet teacher. I never made much of myself back then - I think I started many numbers of things, but only ever finished a pair of shoelaces! - but was always impressed with her work, including a great many afghans I love dearly.
I had fun sharing my newly rediscovered hobby with her, and I think she enjoyed it as well. My (early) birthday gift from her arrived today. What more could you want but a bit of grandma's stash? Thanks, FarMor!