I love these potholders. I’ve been buying them for a few years – sometimes for a dime or quarter.
Aside from their beauty and all the hand work involved, I love to think about the kitchens they’ve adorned before they found their way into mine. They may have been crafted by a young woman about to get married, or given as a wedding gift. Maybe they were made by hands that were caring for young children. Maybe they were made by a doting mother or grandmother.