Another busy week of work, and other things, and heading to visit my parents before I go to the North Texas Irish Festival.
I finished the long piece that will be part of a scarf. It is skinny and about 75" long:
I chose to end on the same colour where it starts, so there is a bit of the dark navy remaining. Now to find the deep grey that will go on one or both of the long sides.Last night in the KnitTalk call, one of our members announced that her daughter - who is an honorary niece to many of us - commences high school in the fall. After we picked our stunned selves off the floor, she explained that in Canada, where they live, you are in primary school for sixth grade, then move to high school for five years. So the girl is not quite as old as we feared! Also, Canada apparently doesn't have Grade Seven, at least not in Quebec, just K-6 then 8-12.
Almost twelve years ago, when the mother was about to give birth and had just moved to a new city and was feeling lonely and unsupported and unmoored - all bad for a mother-to-be and then new mother - a group of us decided to throw a virtual baby shower and shipped a carton of gifts of all kinds. Last night the mother said she still has many of the items from the box.
Almost twelve years later, the mother is in a better state of being, the child is thriving (and showed how she is now learning to crochet, with a scarf for a friend in almost neon-bright red yarn), and we still get referred to as her "aunties". It's a proud title.
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