Sigrid Larson was my great-grandmother, we all called her "Mormor" although she was technically my Farmormor. She came to the US from Sweden in the 1890's as a teenager.
When I was a child she would sit for hours and watch my sister and me play. Sometimes she would join us in a board game. My memories are of her beautiful, soft, transparent skin with very fine wrinkles, her delicious cookies and her kindness. Mormor always had butterscotch candies to offer.
I look a lot like her, and her daughter and her grandson (my father). The family genes are strong.
This new sock, made with Scout's Merino Sock yarn, will be named for her. It honors my Scandinavian roots, and those who were brave enough to get on a boat to start a new life, in a new country far from home.