Bits and Pieces
Yesterday (Wednesday, June 27, 2012) a lady from the nearby Town of Lima (”LYE-muh;” not “LEE-muh”) picked up the unfinished fabric-projects of my deceased wife for Bits and Pieces.
This was unbeknownst to me, although we had made arrangements. I had my dog at nearby Boughton (“BOW-tin;” as in “wow”) Park, so the stuff was on the front porch.
My wife had quite a few fabric-projects going. I can only remember a couple:
—1) Was the circular rag-rug braided from pieces of my old flannel-shirts. It was up to about three feet wide.
—2) Was a sweater started in 1968 shortly after we were married. It never got far; it was always on the back-burner. It was knitted from wool, and I’m allergic to wool. I don’t think it ever got past a fifth done. The joke was if it would be finished before I died.
—3) Were a bunch of fabric handbags and wallets. Some were finished and delivered. One was for my sister in Florida who died last December, so she never got it. Another was for a grandniece near Boston, and that was never finished either.
—4) Was the famous flag-quilt for my nephew in northern DE. I think that was finished and delivered.
Bits and Pieces, a charity, apparently takes unfinished fabric-projects and finishes them. Like the sweater might finally be finished.
But I won’t get it, which is fine. I would have been allergic to it, and it might have no longer fit. (I no longer weigh 130 pounds.)
My wife made a flurry of arrangements in her final days. I guess she knew she didn’t have much time.
Nothing was decided about her sewing-machine, but her brother wants it.
It’s been boxed for shipment to him in Florida via UPS.
He had flown up here for a grandniece’s high-school graduation, but felt airport security might go ballistic over sewing-machine needles.
• Boughton Park is a local town park where I walk the dog. It will only allow taxpayers of the three towns that own it to use it. I am a resident of one of those towns. I walk the dog on a leash. (I used to run there too.) The park used to be a water-supply, so has two large dammed ponds.
This was unbeknownst to me, although we had made arrangements. I had my dog at nearby Boughton (“BOW-tin;” as in “wow”) Park, so the stuff was on the front porch.
My wife had quite a few fabric-projects going. I can only remember a couple:
—1) Was the circular rag-rug braided from pieces of my old flannel-shirts. It was up to about three feet wide.
—2) Was a sweater started in 1968 shortly after we were married. It never got far; it was always on the back-burner. It was knitted from wool, and I’m allergic to wool. I don’t think it ever got past a fifth done. The joke was if it would be finished before I died.
—3) Were a bunch of fabric handbags and wallets. Some were finished and delivered. One was for my sister in Florida who died last December, so she never got it. Another was for a grandniece near Boston, and that was never finished either.
—4) Was the famous flag-quilt for my nephew in northern DE. I think that was finished and delivered.
Bits and Pieces, a charity, apparently takes unfinished fabric-projects and finishes them. Like the sweater might finally be finished.
But I won’t get it, which is fine. I would have been allergic to it, and it might have no longer fit. (I no longer weigh 130 pounds.)
My wife made a flurry of arrangements in her final days. I guess she knew she didn’t have much time.
Nothing was decided about her sewing-machine, but her brother wants it.
It’s been boxed for shipment to him in Florida via UPS.
He had flown up here for a grandniece’s high-school graduation, but felt airport security might go ballistic over sewing-machine needles.
• Boughton Park is a local town park where I walk the dog. It will only allow taxpayers of the three towns that own it to use it. I am a resident of one of those towns. I walk the dog on a leash. (I used to run there too.) The park used to be a water-supply, so has two large dammed ponds.
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