I’d been thinking…but I hadn’t quite convinced myself that that was the right choice for her and she wasn’t there anyway, so, never mind.
Church was over and the navy cowl was still in my purse as people were standing around chatting, the crowd gradually fading.
I still don’t know a lot of the new people but at least their faces and personalities have started to become familiar.
Then I saw the woman I’d given the most recent cowl to and she was talking to one of her friends from back before the ward boundary changes; I walked up to them saying, I was looking for someone wearing blue!
The first one laughed, the second had no idea, the first started to tell her what she was about to be in for (man, she caught on to me fast!), and then there was the “are you allergic to wool?” out of me.
Handknit wool and silk. In a perfect match to her outfit.
She went home thrilled.
I need to start the next one, because that was just way too much fun to miss out on next week.