It will be so interesting to see where my yarn swift is when we find it. I’ve gone through boxes and boxes — everything that might be tall enough to be hiding the yarn swift, and I just don’t think it’s here . . though I know it is here somewhere.
The Fed Ex man brought my new one on Friday.
The yarn that I had needed wound but refused Vince’s help in winding was promptly put on the swift . .
Look how sweet . . he’s fixing us both a bowl of Banana Pudding ice cream!
All wound into balls and ready to use!
Don’t ask me how the swift and ball winder, which were both on the shelf right next to each other, got separated and one was easily found and one cannot be found anywhere! I’m just happy to have a swift so I can wind those balls again . . there’s several packages of yarn headed my way!