Don’t ask me where this came from, but when I was a little girl I thought that a leak in the hallway closet meant that there was a witch living in the closet. And it scared me to death. I was about three years old and my father and uncle worked hard to fix that leak while I lost sleep thinking a witch was going to get me during the night. It probably coincided with the airing of the Wizard of Oz.
My grandmother told us that it was dangerous to eat bananas at night. She supposedly knew of a little boy who ate a banana at bedtime and died of fright when he dreamed that his skin was peeling off. I think we believed her.
I have a new belief that I read on someone’s blog – sock yarn doesn’t count when it comes to stash enhancement. How about you? Any offbeat childhood beliefs in your past? Or present?
I’ll leave you with a photo of an FO that I can finally show you. It’s the scarf I wove on my Kromski, a retirement gift for my SIL, who is on a flight from MSP to YVR this morning. She doesn’t have access to my blog, so you get to see the surprise before she does. We’re so lucky, she is staying with us for a few months so she’ll be here to help with the wedding. To start out her stay she will keep an eye on Bryant while Chuck and I work on his recovery on a repositioning cruise from San Diego to Vancouver starting this weekend. We weren’t sure it was going to happen after recent events. You can’t see it but I’m doing the happy dance. I’ll be back in a week or so. And apologies to all those I haven’t been able to contact by e-mail. Our computer is still in its crashed state.

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