And So This Is Christmas

Christmas this year is different, a more quiet and solemn affair. Yet we are having moments of pleasure. Yesterday Mom sat at the piano and played Christmas hymns for about 30 minutes. Dad always enjoyed listening to her play. I remember about a year ago she was playing and we were together in the kitchen. Dad closed his eyes to ensure he could hear the music better and it made him very happy. I suspect he was happy yesterday as well.

Today we will visit one of my brother's home where the house will be alive with the Christmas joy of young children. And much of the family will be there. I know there will be the sensation of being covered with a warm blanket of support. That is the legacy Mom and Dad started.

Knitting, well not much has been done. It will be shared later. Perhaps I should announce, with probably a dozen skeins of sock yarn in my stash already, I have decided 2016 will be the year of the sock.

But for today I will share two yarn and knitting related stories that are both unusual.

First, a couple of weeks ago an older woman in Sussex, England was locked in a loo for four days. She survived by eating the candy she had just purchased and by knitting a scarf to fill her free time with yarn also just purchased. The amazing thing is she held no ill will about the event. Read the details here.

Second, the Wall Street Journal of all places recently ran an article about people who love to detangle yarn. Yes they find great pleasure in using pins and small crochet hooks to undo a super mess created by someone or something else (like a dog or cat). I am glad someone out there finds great fun in this process, I do not have the patience. The details about people like this, how to find and join a group of them (they are 2,000 strong) can be found here.

The funeral has been held and I am pretty sure Dad would want things to return to normal. Expect more knitting news (???) in my next post.

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