Get it? That’s romantic antics. I have been complicit in a romantic plot. My comrade in crime? Blogless Marsha’s husband. You see, Dave and Marsha celebrated 30 years of marriage and to make a long story short, he needed a bit of help in finding an appropriate gift. With supreme pleasure I offered my services as a jewelry shopper par excellence (OK, no comment from those of you who know my shameful story involving gypsies and cubic zirconia). Two months in the works, this was more fun for me than any person ought to have. Here are the goods and the deed:
Notice, in the absence of ribbon, the improvisational use of Tahki New Tweed. And how about Marsha’s Landscape Shawl in Koigu? Knitting and jewelry in the same post – double the pleasure.
Update on the vines from the previous post. It’s a weed, pretty but stinky. It’s even earned the status of being noxious and invasive, a dubious honour, indeed, It’s called Groundnut Vine, as identified by an expert at the University of New Hampshire. Thanks to all for your efforts in trying make a positive identification.
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