December 5, 2006
There’s an astonishing amount of stuff at my mom’s house, and since I once lived there, every now and then stuff of mine surfaces—like this sweater I made, which I’d completely forgotten about it. It’s crocheted and small, and since I haven’t done that or been that for some time, I’m guessing I finished it sometime in the late 70s. I wouldn’t wear it now even if it fit, but I admire my younger self for finishing it, especially since I made up the pattern as I went along. Now that it has made its way out into the light again, I’ve released it to find a new home. Perhaps there’s someone out there who likes these colors together and the universe will put that person in the right place to find this sweater now that I’ve donated it. It could happen.