Some unsorted items got moved to this house from the old house before I culled them. Yesterday and today, I found some treasures!
A Barbie swimsuit—I have one of the first year Barbies, with the box, stand, etc. However, I couldn’t find the original swimsuit, a knit black-and-white striped one-piece. It was tucked under the edge of the shelf paper in a drawer. Now, we can be original again.
Knitting Needles—My modest collection of straights, from my high school and college days.
A shawl—I knitted this in the early acrylic period. My mother, who taught me to sew and do other things, never encouraged my knitting. She was a crocheter, who knitted under the duress of World War II and quit as soon as she could. She really complained about this shawl when I made it. I’m surprised that it was tucked away in some of her things. It is still in perfect condition although the fringe is a little rumpled. I think I knitted it in the early ‘70s and never had the courage to wear it after she criticized it so much.
I need to take a lesson from this and remember that critical words can last a long, long time. . . .