A few weeks ago, a customer at Purlescence asked me how I liked the afghan.
Afghan?
Apparently, uh, oops.
I promised not to peek at her blog.
(Did you peek?)Â That was really hard! (I didn’t, though.)
Today, the mailman went past. No box. Just like yesterday. Just like the day before. The UPS guy let me be disappointed just long enough, and then, tadaaah!
Wow.
And just, wow.
Sitting on top inside was a large ball of silk yarn from purlsyarnemporium.com, a lavendar pillow, and, wrapped in gray silk, a stack of cards and notes offering hopes for my return to good health and expressing a great deal of love, over and over, as I opened the envelopes.
All the yarns are soft. They match up beautifully together, and if you’ve ever tried to knit squares of different yarns to the same size, even just one knitter working alone, you know how hard it is to get the sizes to match. And yet, in Elizabeth’s hands and everybody else’s, these all came together just so.
This last photo is a shout-out to Robinfre, who’s been signing her emails with these words for all the years I’ve known her: she gave me my best laugh of the day!
And now I’m off to Purlescense for Knit Night–and where 37 of the 90 squares were knitted and contributed when I wasn’t looking.
(p.s. Ed. to add: Jasmin and Gigi with their Knitmore Girls podcast got the word out for the squares being collected at Purlescence. Thank you!)