(Trying to get the house ready before our daughter gets here.)
Huh! Those are still around. Who knew? But then, with all the history to it, of course it is.
It’s this yarn. That I rescued from the moths and dyed to boil any remaining eggs or larvae and knit up into seven small scarves, three of which got put into the header on my blog years ago. Yellow is the easiest color to overdye (red is the hardest) and, well, you can see what I got out of it. The yarn is from a post-War trip my folks made to France: hand-brushed pure angora.
There was still just a bit left. And still just a bit chewed up. Same as it ever was.
I put it away so that I could stumble across it again in another ten or twelve years or so and again get to remember that moment when I found that box with all those little balls of bunnytudinousness tucked away in a black cardboard box in my folks’ basement eons ago, in great delight that the great angora yarn story of yore–it still existed!
Probably should have added another layer of ziplock.
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Memories, in the corner of my mind
(There’s an ear worm for you – sorry.)
Great memories in that little bag.
Comment by Chris+S+in+Canada 09.10.21 @ 7:10 amI wondered what happened to that–couldn’t find it when we moved 15 years ago. Happy knitting! Love, Mom
Comment by mom 09.10.21 @ 7:27 amAh, the memories! You definitely have to keep that around to stumble on again.
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