And then it was Seattle

I left Portland in a cab, with my bag and my coat and my scarf, except it wasn’t really a scarf, it was my birch.  I knit birch way back in 2005, that’s nine and a half years ago, and I have loved it to death ever since.  I knit it out of three balls Rowan’s Crack Silk Haze in a colour called “Jelly” and let me tell you, that yarn is good stuff.  I don’t decide a yarn is good because it’s pretty, or because it’s soft – I decide a yarn is good when it stays good for a long, long time, and I’ve been jamming that shawl in pockets and bags for almost a decade. Winding it around my face in the winter, draping it over my shoulders on planes, wearing it over dresses when I wanted to pretend I was elegant.  It’s been washed many times, and it’s been through the washer, once by accident, and it still looked new. Totally new.  Not a speck of wear, and man, has it been worn.  I loved the colour, I loved the texture, I loved (with a passion that knew no bounds) the way it looked with my orange coat.  So yesterday, when I left the hotel in the morning, I tucked it in the sleeve of my coat (like I always do) so that it wouldn’t get lost, but that didn’t work, because when I arrived in Seattle, it was gone.  I stepped out of the cab and went into the lobby of the hotel, tossed my coat on my bag and saw it wasn’t peeking out of the sleeve. I snatched up the coat, ran my arm quickly down both sleeves to see where it was, and then almost burst into tears right there.  I left my purse and bag in the lobby and ran back outside to the cab, and he was still there, but my birch wasn’t, and then I knew.

Somewhere between Portland and Seattle, there’s my birch.  I’m pretty sure I had it when I got on the plane, so I don’t think it was PDX. I’m pretty sure I put it around my neck when I stood up to board the flight too, and I think I remember putting it down the sleeve of my coat again before I stuffed it in the overhead bin.  I even think (but maybe I am just dreaming it now) that I saw it in the sleeve when I left the plane, and I think that means that somewhere between the plane and the cab – it slipped free of the sleeve and my possession, fell to the floor, and I, rather unbelievably, walked away from it.

I went up to my hotel room without it, and the sense of loss was really something.  I know it’s just an object and objects don’t matter that much, it’s not like someone was hurt or died or anything, but it does feel sad, and I’ve done everything reasonable I can to get it back, but I just think it’s gone.  (I’ve called everyone important, and I went to the lost and found at the Seattle airport when I went back this morning, and I’m going to call all those people again tomorrow too.) It was funny, because when I put on my coat to go to the event, I realized that I might not love my orange coat the way I thought I did.  I think I love my orange coat with the lime birch, and I think I might have not bought myself a coat, but rather – I may have unbelievably accessorized an accessory.  A wardrobe for birch.

I put it right out of my mind when I got to Third Place books though, because look what it looked like to be me.

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I can’t believe how many of those people I knew, which is really, just about the only way to make that number of people looking at you less terrifying. Seattle, you know how to show an author a good time, let me tell you that.  You were all charming, totally charming, but let me show you just one person.

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That’s Nikolis, and he was there to get a book for his Fiancé Jessika, because she couldn’t make it.  He dutifully sat through the event, waited in line, delivered a little something that Jessika told him to bring me, got the book signed, and then asked if he could have a picture with me and the book.  I looked at him for a second, and then I got it.

“Proof?” I asked.

“Yup.” he said, and I got up and we took the picture, but then I thought blogging him might be even better. Jessika? He seems nice.

See you all tomorrow.  I’ve got an event tonight in San Francisco.

(PS, if you follow that link, it looks like Books Inc. would be happy to send you a signed book, but you might have to ask them before I get there which is super soon.  (7pm, San Francisco time.)

116 thoughts on “And then it was Seattle

  1. I am SOOOOOOOOO bummed I missed you last night. If only it wasn’t Ash Wednesday and I had to be at church!

    I am so sorry about your Birch! 🙁 I have lost a scarf that way as well. I don’t know what it is about airports and them eating up our favorite knits.

  2. Am heartbroken for you, with you, for the loss of Birch. Keeping ridiculously optimistic thoughts for its (her?) safe return.
    And how thrilling for Jessika to have Nikolas right there in the blog post! “He seems nice…” You heard it right from the Harlot, Jessika!

  3. I left a scarf in the bottom of a hotel closet. Two months later when I happened to be in the area, I asked about it. Housekeeping had saved it for me. I hope that happens for you. If every person in Seattle and Portland who reads your blogs asks 2 friends, and they each ask 2 friends…

    • I lost a pair of socks in a hotel, and called right away. They were never to be seen or heard from again, but I hope that housekeeping kept them instead of throwing them out.

  4. Gobsmacked for you. I lost my beloved Clapotis at our local hospital complex. I hope the karma faeries deliver for you; you’ve paid forward.

  5. Good luck with the lost knitted items faeries. May they shine on you for all the good feelings you bring and the nice things you say about the cities you visit and the people you meet. Plus I get to drag the eye to the middle of the circle, a good omen, right?

  6. So sorry it didn’t turn up at the airport. Maybe check with the airline as well? And do you remember the cab company, by chance? As you know, folks here will be happy to do the leg work for you if it will bring Birch home.

    Thanks for another great evening and for the nice words you shared with me. I was kind of tongue-tied about it, actually, which is embarrassing.

    Safe travels. Glad you have a day “off” after San Francisco.

  7. So sorry about the birch. If it’s any consolation, you’ve probably given me the pattern I was looking for (after I had to unravel one just today that wasn’t going to work) for a lace mantilla.

    I know, it isn’t any consolation. And if you find it, I’ll still have the pattern. So I hope you find it.

  8. Steph, so sorry to hear about your birch. I have done that also. It’s such a sad thing to lose something you have created and worn daily. Hoping someone will find it and get it back to you.

  9. It was so fantastic to hear you speak again last night. I could get used to this once a month business. Good luck in San Francisco!

  10. I believe in the power of the collective goodwill of knitters and blog readers combined to return your cherished item to you. Don’t give up hope!

  11. The good news is that the yarn still comes in that color and you can easily replace it. If only everything lost in life were fungible!

  12. Sorry for your loss. And so sorry I missed you yesterday, but it was for the sake of public health that I did not drag my feverish, hacking self out to Third Place Books. Safe travels!!

  13. Because Presbytera hasn’t asked it yet, are you sure it’s not in your bag, not in your purse, not in your knitting bag, not stuffed into your hat, not in your toiletries kit, etc.? You have misplaced other things by storing them in places you don’t usually store them. . . !

    • Yes, but that was her bra which she put in her purse (snrk– that one made me laugh), and we all know how she feels about her bra. I also think we all know how she’d rank the relative worth of her bra and her handknit birch…

  14. Sorry about the loss of birch! Tough to lose something so precious. Thanks for soldiering on and giving such an entertaining talk in Seattle last night. Great to meet you and please don’t doubt your authorial abilities – words need not be profound or eloquent to inspire. They need only convey thoughts and emotions (or hope in the case of aspiring knitters and graduate students!). Best of luck on the rest of your tour and safe travels!

  15. So sorry to hear about your birch. I knit one also, shortly after you did. I love mine. It is good to see they are offering the pattern on revelry. I wrote to Rowan to get mine as it was out of print. Enjoy the tour.

  16. I definitely understand the sense of loss. I wept when I found the cowl my boyfriend had knitted me (his first project) in a filthy pile of slush next to the car – not joyful weeping because I’d found it, but horrified weeping because I hadn’t known it was lost. He tried to calm me, but I said, “You don’t understand! You *MADE* this. For *ME*. And I was thoughtless enough to drop it in slush and not notice for 12 *HOURS*.” I felt loss even though I’d *found* it!!!

  17. Oh my. I might have just shed a tear for a shawl I never even met. I hope serendipity strikes you again (like the blanket yarn) and someone out there helps your birch find its way home.

  18. Gah! Sorry about the Birch. It really did look smashing with your coat, and I completely get accessorizing for something that beautiful in that brilliant of a color. Glad I got to see it in person when you came through Chapel Hill. Perhaps it’s moving towards the next part of its destiny? Maybe a child will pick it up, struck by the color, and yearn to knit something just like it? You never know.

  19. Maybe whoever finds your treasure will appreciate and need it. There is an incredible story in my family of a destitute time when children were hungry during the 1920’s. My great-grandpa found $20 blowing in the wind and at the time this was enough to buy beans and rice and flour to get the family through the rest of the winter. Years later, my grandma lost $20 when a whirlwind came down the street and whisked it out of her hand. She figured someone somewhere needed $20 and that all things even out in the end.

    • I’m not sure I’d be strong enough to apply it to a hand knit, but this is what my husband and I say when we lose something of relatively small value (to us) out in the world. Someone needed it.

  20. Girl. I don’t know if you know it, but you are kind of famous. Harness the Internet and get that s–t back.

    *sigh* Now I miss birch. And I didn’t even know him.

  21. Losing something you’ve put that much time in making and spent so much time loving is tough to take. The upside that hasn’t been mentioned…the yarn and color is still available and the pattern is too. It could be duplicated, if it doesn’t magically turn up again 😉

  22. Wonderful to see you in Seattle! Your talk was fabulous and inspiring! I am a relatively new fan, and sat in the 2nd row next to many women who were knitting impossibly complicated and beautiful things. Thanks for your inspirational stories and inspirational knitting.
    I’m in the “right side” photo, and I emailed a photo I took of you taking the audience photos to your “StrungAlong” email address. It’s kinda cute and I hope you like it. We have the same first name, and I wore the same brown Dansko clogs (awesome shoes).
    Have a wonderful rest of your tour!

  23. So sorry about your shawl. There must be something in the air lately – my husband, to whom I gave the prototype There and Back Again Story Scarf (it’s Hobbit-themed) – my husband, who loved that scarf and told everyone he met how his wife made it – lost it Sunday night somewhere coming home from the mountain. He’s looked everywhere, called everywhere, but it hasn’t shown up. We’re both a little heartbroken.
    Is there a Great Rock Candy Mountain for wayward accessories? 🙁

  24. You know, I have this funny feeling that birch will show up again. I really wish I could have seen you in SF. I was there in spirit, if not in person.

  25. I’m so sorry about your Birch. Last year, I lost my a calorimetry I made out of my first handspun of usable yardage. There were only 65 yards and I’d used all but 6 inches, and then it disappeared between the grocery store and home. I’d only had it a week at best. That night I walked back to the store with a flashlight, peering in the gutters, heart leaping at every large leaf, but with no luck. Even now, I still look for it in the corners of the alleys.

  26. I nearly blubbed at the thought of that girl’s fiance doing that for her! How lovely.

    I hope you’re reunited with your scarf soon, there’s nothing worse than that sickening feeling when you’ve lost something important to you. Our iPad (with a decent selection of baby photos of our daughter) went missing recently, never to return. So I can empathise.

  27. I am in London right now and a seven minute walk from a yarn shop selling Rowan Kid Silk Haze. They have ‘Jelly’ in stock. I saw it yesterday. I would willingly buy you three balls and post them to you. Just say the word.

    P.S. Only here until Monday…

  28. Crossing everything that your beloved birch finds its way home to you. Thank goodness the pattern and yarn are still available if the worst comes to the worst.

  29. I love when you tell us about the continued life of your finished object, how you wear it, if you like it, if you wear it all the time and so on. Some projects stays with the knitter forever and gets worn over and over again and some projects are fun to knit but one later realize that one has been momentarily dazzled by the yarn and picked a color that is not at all right.

    So, I love hearing about your finished projects but I’m so so sorry to hear the birch is gone. I really hope the Lost and Found has it or that there is a nice knitter somewhere you finds it and knows it’s your’s. I’ll keep my fingers crossed (or, as we say in Sweden, I’ll hold my thumbs).

  30. My husband once “found” a beach towel at a hotel after several years. He knew he left it and just asked out of curiosity when he had occasion to stay there again. So, be sure to check more than once with any place it may have wandered.

    Or, consider that the individual who has birch will love it as much as you and will consider it a blessing from some unknown person.

  31. Oh UGH – how awful to have lost your birch! It must be so re-assuring (albeit nervewracking too) to see all those people at your readings – affirming. And Nikolis – how sweet is he?

  32. Do you have a new publicist? Because in the past, I don’t think you could have gotten to Seattle from Portland without flying through Chicago. Re the Birch: miracles do happen, but it could be someone else needs that fine bit of knitting more than you do. Still, sad.

    • Portland, Oregon is just a few klicks down the road from Seattle!
      Loving your book Stephanie, cried with laughter over the skunk’s escapades and then different tears for the teenage Steph…

  33. You really know how to pack them in. Are you still thinking that people won’t show up or like your book?

    By the way, when are you going to do something like this in the Toronto area? There must be a few of us in Ontario that would show up.

  34. My heart dropped and I felt your pain as I read about your Birch. I will say to you what my mother has said to me and maybe it will help you feel a little better:
    ‘Whoever found it must have needed it more than you’. And by extension, maybe the person who found it knew of someone else who needed a new pretty scarf.

  35. Have you tried a prayer to St.Anthony? I have recovered items under some daunting circumstances after reciting “Dear St.Anthony, please come ’round, something’s been lost and can’t be found.” Worth a try!

    • Ah, but my MIL says that when you pray to St. Anthony other things start to go missing. I am very sad about the Birch, but the power of knitters my bring it back. If not, it wouldn’t be wrong to knit a second to bring back all the happy memories the first gave you.

  36. I’ve wanted to knit birch since it came out. I thought that it wouldn’t be tough enough to survive life with me, then I met you and saw how lovely it was after all this time and travels. I finally casted on in the lovely green kidsilk stripe last night and read this today. Sad loss, I hope it finds it’s way home.

  37. I’m so sorry for the loss of your Birch. The miles it had acquired over the years! Don’t be surprised by sudden appearances of balls of Rowan.

  38. Does it help to think that someone very deserving of a beautiful scarf to cheer them up may have found it and recognized its worth and will wash it and wear it? That’s the thought I’ve had when I’ve lost something that had value to me. Maybe it will lead a future life of adventure in the Himalayas, for instance. (I have a vivid imagination.)

  39. Sad that your Birch is missing, and really appreciate you sharing this with us in Seattle, hope it shows up soon. My darling, patient Hubby and I had a great time at your reading at Third Place!! (Our third time (!!),we’re in the first photo in the second row) Look forward to seeing you back soon-safe travels.

  40. Sorry about your birch. Good news about knitting is this: you get a do-over. You can knit another. In the same color, even.

    Just want you to know that the Seattle talk was packed — I got there late (bad traffic, rain, etc.) and the audience went way to the back near the restaurants. Could hardly find a seat.

    Wanted to get your book, but they had sold out! (I’ll get one later.) Loved what I heard from your readings. You made us laugh and cry — both at the same reading. wow!

  41. I lost an ivory cashmere Meret that I toiled over an indecently long time, ripping back again and again. I reclaimed the cashmere from a vintage scottish sweater I picked up at a thrift store. Unraveled it, skeined and washed it, wound it into a ball and held four strands of it together to knit. It was a masterpiece and I never failed to get compliments on it. And then one day… it was gone. I searched high and low. I inquired. I put up a sign with a picture and offer of award for return. It was just… gone. While I didn’t weep, I did feel hollow and somehow ripped off. It was just a hat. I know that. A hat for goodness sakes. But I still miss it.

    I feel your pain.

  42. I’m so sorry for your loss! I hope you still get it back, but if not, maybe it’s off playing with my late MIL’s chemo cap that I lost after it came back to me after her funeral, and the two are now dressing up someone who needs it.

  43. oh I’m so sorry about Birch – I remember the post where you took it to the park for photos. I loved meeting you last night in San Francisco (I was the one that gave you the Tramsamerica Bldg washcloth that you thought was the space needle! Totally understood the confusion with all the travel!) You were brilliant and a roomfull of knitters was amazing. I’ve been knitting for 50 years and alot of these knitters are leaps and bounds more skilled than I am. Very inspiring. Btw, I love your stories about Joe – how do we arrange to get him cloned?

  44. well, emphasizing the ‘found’ part of the lost and found for your Birch. AND…I downloaded your latest book. Thank you for doing the work to get the words and thoughts out…have a lovely day off. Weather is in in the SF Bay Area right now…i’m a tad north and looking at brisk blue sky with streaky clouds.

  45. I don’t think you should have to justify the fact that you accessorized around Birch. If you had spent the same amount of time creating an oil painting, no one would think twice that it became your inspiration for decorating an entire room! Here’s hoping that it makes its way back to you somehow.

  46. You mean you get to knit another Birch? I loved my first so much I had to go and knit 3 more. That thrill when the initial 199 stitches have whistled down to a mere 99… Just to be safe, I’d say knit yourself two of those.

  47. So sorry about your birch. I’m pretty shure the only way to get it back is to knit it again. The minute you’ll drop it from your needels the lost one will pop out from a totaly logical place….

  48. That settles it. Seattle eats textiles. Leaving there Sunday I left the only two things I liked enough to hang up, a new tweed jacket and an unworn new teal top. Hotel’s found my useless phone-charger cord (new phone) but no sign of the clothes. Seattle is a filovore.

  49. Congrats on the new book! I am really enjoying it so far but wanted to comment specifically on the dodgeball essay. I completely agree with all of the points you make. Now that I’m a mom I’m having visions of my son having to go through the same horrible dodgeball experiance I had to, and I’m wishing that schools didn’t have it as a game. If you ever get a riot together to get rid of it, sign me up!

  50. Sorry to hear about your Birch. Whenever I lose something I have knitted (it happens to me fairly often) I like to think that it ends up in the hands of someone who really needs it. Kinda like paying the handknit forward.

  51. I am so sorry to hear about your Birch. That is the worst feeling. The only good news is that now you can knit another one?

  52. Looking forward to seeing you when you get to Denver. Post a picture of the birch and the coat. I’ll send out an APB to all my friends in Seattle

  53. I’m sorry for your loss! I’ve just had a few and a remember the scarfs, hats, mugs, I’ve lost or gotten shrunk or broke. It’s funny that while it happens (for me it’s rage), but after that’s over, it’s a memory. Sometimes just a good memory of something very useful and dear. Have a very good weekend.

  54. I’m so sorry for your loss! 🙁 Yes, I know those are words usually used for bereavement — but it IS, after all.

    I left a large laceweight lace shawl at a theatre in London 3 years ago. I knew it when my daughter and I got back from the ballet. But the theatre was closed by the time we got back, and we were leaving the next day. I did email them but no luck.

    I hope someone found it and gave it a good home! That shawl represented a year of my life, and I did like it very much.

    I hope you have better luck! Being on the same continent might help….

  55. Yup, off I went to Ravelry AND my lys to start a Birch for myself. I mentioned wanting to do a ‘shawl’ to the lady at the store and first thing she said was, “Do you read the Yarn Harlot blog?”.
    I lost a good jacket on the NYC subway. I can only hope someone picked it up and is enjoying it. Hope Birch finds a good and loving home.

  56. I’m so sorry for your loss! I’m still mourning the loss of a the perfect green silk shawl I brought back from Japan (dyed with real indigo + whatever makes it the perfect green) that was my everyday feel-good scarf, plus my airplane security blanket for many brutal business trips… left it in the seatback pocket on a plane in Frankfurt… But in the years since then, I’ve felt quite justified in amassing a ridiculous amount of green yarn, searching for the perfect replacement green 🙂

    Looking forward to your Arizona visit tomorrow! We kept our ridiculously warm weather for you!

  57. So sorry to hear about your scarf. However, this does open the opportunity to make a new one. Sounds like you need to buy some yarn!!

  58. I love knitters! Between Twitter, Facebook, your blog, and Ravelry everyone is looking for your beloved Birch. Remember when you lost your passport and then there was someone from the airlines waiting for you with it? With all this good energy, I can only sit here and think good thoughts about Birch. Don’t give up yet. I got to drop an envelope into the circle so maybe you will receive it back by mail.

  59. I left a sock in progress in cab in Amsterdam a few years back. I had the hotel on a massive search to find the cab, but to no avail. the good news is there is the cutest yarn shop in Amsterdam, and they were open and I bought needles and yarn and met Stephen west and bought his book and had it signed, but I still miss that yarn that I had bought on a recent trip to New Zealand, so I feel your pain. I also think I need to knit BIRCH now…

  60. I am gutted for you, I remember when I knit my Birch years ago and what a labour of love it was at the time. I have everything crossed that you find it, and I’ll say a little prayer to St Anthony too on your behalf.

  61. Okayyyy, I had a weird dream last night involving you and a chimpanzee that was running around with your birch and I’ve never even met you! Just goes to show how horrified I felt when I read that it had gone astray. Sending wishes your way that either someone finds it and gets it back to you quickly or you suddenly find yourself faced with the perfect yarn on sale to make an even better one.

  62. I’m hoping your birch finds its way back to you. I have been part of the blog a long time, I realized, when I remembered your knitting it!!! Come back dear birch, come back.

  63. My heart is with you. I lost my irreplaceable gorgeous Austrian brown leather pouch/belt on a plane, and my heart just broke. I also just couldn’t believe it was gone, it was so much a part of me, and my wardrobe. I kept opening my cupboard and expecting it to manifest itself back there where it belonged…
    p.s. I don’t seem to be able to pass the human verification test, after 4 tries so far… If you read this I will have finally passed it but there seems to be a glitch with your security test…

  64. I really really wanted to catch you at Third Place Books but I was feeling pretty sick. I’ve been reading your blog for years, and every time I come to Seattle I seem to miss it! Write your next book soon so I get another chance 🙂

  65. I am really sorry that your Birch has been lost. Hopefully, with everyone putting out the word, someone will be honest and turn it in. It is probably in the overhead bin or in the terminal building. Perhaps you could try re-calling the airport/airline and we will all hope for the best. Yes, I think that thousands of us checked out Birch on Ravelry today (me too). Feeling your pain, Steph and hoping it will find its way back to you. Fingers crossed!

  66. Stephanie,you have Harlotized the Birch pattern! I must have been one of many many knitters to have looked it up after I read this post. Tonight it’s the top of the What’s Hot Now list on Ravelry!

  67. Birch has been in my queue since it was first published (before we had queues!) when I was a newbie knitter. I even bought KSH to knit it, then realized it was beyond me. It’s not beyond me now, so I think I’ll make one now, in memory of yours….

  68. Stephanie – was that YOU included on the Google tribute to International Woman’s Day! If it was you sure deserve to be there.

  69. So sorry to hear about the shawl. Two years ago I went away on a “knitting weekend” with friends and bought extra-special yarn to knit socks. Eventually made the socks, loved them the two times I wore them, and then lost one at the laundromat!! Checked repeatedly but that sock is gone. Gives new meaning to the “washer ate my sock.” Still have the remaining sock-can’t throw it away and now I wash all my hand-made socks at home by hand. Hope you have better luck with your shawl.

  70. I have seen you every time you come to Seattle. This time I brought a friend who is new to your humor and she was so happy I had talked her into going. As always you are so funny. I read your blog everyday and it keeps me happy. I so hope you find your Birch. I am the one who told you about loosing my scarf and a co-worker finding it in the bushes and getting it back to me. There is always hope. Thank you for your great sense of humor and after hearing the story about the boy who was so rude when you were young, all I have to say is that I think you are Beautiful!

  71. As soon as you said you left with your bag and coat and birch my heart dropped. I knew you were going to say it was lost! Luckily, you know a fantastically talented knitter who (given enough time…ROFL!) can make a new one.

  72. I feel your pain. I hope this post reaches the lucky person who found your Birch and that it makes its way back to you with a fabulous story to tell. Thinking of you in your travels, and wishing you rest and safe landings!

  73. I thought I had lost my favorite shawl about 2 weeks ago and was completely gutted. Fortunately, it had just slipped behind the trunk we keep our wintry things in. But for 2 hours there, it was the worst thing that ever happened to me. My deepest sympathies to you.

  74. Dear Stephanie,
    I have come late to your writing which means I have wasted the last ten years thinking I am the only one in the world who NEEDS to knit. But the thing is that I am reading your blog for the very first time and I have just got to February 05 (in which I found that Sharkbait died on my birthday, and that shutting your finger in the door in a fit of hissy is not helpful) and you haven’t knitted your Birch yet, so if you could somehow join me in my time warp it would be like having the original!
    In New Zealand we used to wear t-shirts with ‘3 million people, 60 million sheep’. Feel free to visit us anytime, we would love to have you.

  75. Dang on losing the Birch (and these new fangled anti-spambot things that wipe comments cos one is too stupid to realise what they are). I remember when they were THE thing to knit, along with crack silk haze…
    You were in Seattle and I haven’t been keeping up recently and missed you.

  76. So, I’m digging around in my stash today and I found three skeins of KSH in Jelly. Guess I’ll have to knit something with it to honor the lost Birch.

  77. Oh, I feel your pain at losing your Birch! I lost a beloved shawl made with a yarn that was no longer available and the replacement color I re-knit it in isn’t quite the same. I still mourn the loss of that shawl! I lost it in front of a restaurant. I realized I lost it within ten minutes of dropping it and retraced my steps. Unfortunately someone else recognized it’s beauty and snatched it up, so I never did recover it. I hope both our shawls found a good home where it is appreciated and well loved.

  78. Oh my goodness you blogged about Niko! He’s the best, thank you so much! Your new book is fabulous by the way!

  79. Once I lost my diamond ring on a flight from Seattle to Fairbanks. I hopelessly reported it to the airlines (Alaska), and it had been turned in in Seattle by the cleaners. Alaska Airlines sent it north to me in the possession of one of their flight attendants. Good people all around. I wish you the same.

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  82. Hubby and I were just chatting about beads which of course led to knitting, in that I mentioned you incorporated lustrous beads into the design of your daughter’s wedding shawl… He is well-acquaunted with YH, having graciously accompanied me to the above event years ago, where he asked the clerk, “So where will the actual Harlotry take place?”

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