I spent last weekend at a fiber arts festival. More precisely, I spent the weekend at
Madrona in Tacoma.It was like a little piece of heaven. Knitters were everywhere. Spinners were everywhere. Everyone was wearing stunning handknits, and no one thought you were weird if you fondled the edge of their scarf
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I think you smell warm cloth when you smell Grandpa/Dad.
Thanks for sharing.
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