the yarn

I did something last weekend.
I took a step.

I pulled a grocery bag full of yarn out from the back of my closet, dumped it out in the middle of the living room, and sorted the colors together with my everyday stash.

That's right.
Mom's yarn is now mainstream. Not just "for special" anymore.

I think this makes her happy.
She will have been gone 5 years this coming May.