I figure as long as I am
on borrowed time at my job that I should catch up on blog posts.
The final reveal for the Summer of Yarn Love Swap at Ravelry was kind of like the end of the world: except that it ended with a whimper
and a bang. My spoiler Pamela (of
Pamela on the Farm fame) and I had gotten to know each other quite well in emails and I was pretty certain I knew who she was, so the reveal wasn't all that surprising. It seemed more like a mint on my pillow after full day of heavenly languor on the sun deck over Caribbean waters. (This is the "whimper" part.)
In the last box she sent, Pamela included a letter that linked each item with her and her family and tied us together with our common threads -- and there are
so many of those, it is uncanny. I don't think she even realizes how linked we have become.
I don't think everything that she sent is visible in the photo above. She sent playing cards and a car air freshener to represent both Ohio and the inevitable "life in the car" that moms like her lead.
There was lots of sock yarn for my baby projects (she knew I wanted to try making the
Berroco design Celestine crochet dodecahedron). (In fact, I have already started one this week):
What Pamela
didn't know (at least on a conscious level) was that right before this package arrived, I had decided to try my hand at crocheted socks. So not all of this yarn will become dodecahedra.
That book in the foreground? Another one of the Amazing Pamela's Mind Meld products. One of the questions on the questionnaire for the swap was, "Do you collect anything?" At the time I said no, but when I saw this comb-bound recipe book from the Ohio State Fair, I realized that -- albeit not on purpose -- I actually
do collect something. Behold! My grassroots comb-bound recipe book collection:
Clockwise from the far left:
- Best of the Fair previously seen;
- a Greek cookbook from a Greek festival I attended in Oakland when DH and I were first married;
- my grandmother's church's cookbook (Grace Lutheran in Northern Illinois); and
- last but not least, my childhood church (State Street Methodist in East St. Louis, Illinois) cookbook circa 1961. I distinctly recall my mother and the ladies in her church Methodist Women's circle collecting the recipes inside. They even wrote to then First Lady Jacqueline Kennedy and received "her favorite" recipe for tomato aspic. That recipe, along with a cover letter from her personal secretary proudly grace the first pages of the cookbook.
See that little bag resting on top of the Best of the Fair cookbook in the earlier photo? I really suspect that Pamela made what was in that bag and that it's a recipe that's in that cookbook, but she neglected to mention it in her letter, so we'll forever be in mystery. (Unless she decides to comment on this blog post, that is.) Anyway, it was a yummy treat that sent my blood sugar soaring and would have caused great damage had not my Dear Husband been nearby because after I'd tasted it and it became obvious that it was Not Long for this World, he thoughtfully disappeared the rest of it. (He liked it a lot, too!)
Now, I would have been perfectly content with all of this, but then I saw the homemade item! (This is the "bang" part.)
This bag is perfect in so, so, so many ways. First off, it's entrelac. I mean, I can't even knit and purl anymore, so just the thought of attempting colorwork this complicated boggles the mind. Second, it's a bit of Ohio culture. It's called a buckeye bag. I wish I could go to Ohio and pick buckeyes and carry them in it! But I'll have to settle for carrying crochet projects when I go to very special events. Thirdly, although the photograph doesn't do them justice, the colors are just beautiful. And fourthly, she felted it! This is another craft skill I haven't done yet. I am in absolute awe of Pamela's skills.
I have Pamelaonthefarm to thank for making the summer of 2008 delightfully memorable!
