The Bag

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originally uploaded by Beanswallow.

How fab is this bag?! I must admit to liking "grown up" looking things and this bag suits me to a T. Almost had to wrestle my playground companion to get the bag back!

The "Main" Yarn

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originally uploaded by Beanswallow.

How funny is it that this beautiful hand-dyed yarn was born in Maryland, shipped to Utah, only to be put on a return owl to Baltimore! It is Crazy 4 Dyeing and my picture does not do it justice. Oh, the the stitch markers? The bronze color bits look like coffee beans...

Mini Me

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originally uploaded by Beanswallow.

OK, how precious is this?! Cliodna Trelawney made it herself! And it looks just like ME! Funny thing is, Clio had no way of knowing my first real job was in a ceramic shop. Back in the 1970's I bet I painted about 100 owls, pheasants and Elvis busts!

Do I Smell Funny?

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originally uploaded by Beanswallow.

Cotton yarns and a crochet hook for a wash cloth (pattern in my binder), a scrubby and nice shower gel and lotion. Unfortunately, the sweet little candle holder for the tea lights was broken (poor Hoot must have dropped the package before he dropped dead).

A Coffee Theme

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originally uploaded by Beanswallow.

You should have smelled this package when I opened it! Coffee and vanilla - yum! The mug says "Mom always said beans were good for you".

Magical Fiber Arts

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originally uploaded by Beanswallow.

A very cool note book that includes sock patterns (one called Ampersand - very cool for a former typesetter), legwarmers, a crochet Swiffer® cover, and other fun things.

Ooops! Sorry Lavender!

I forgot!  Lavender specifically asked for pictures of my goodies!  Here you go, Lav.

Friends Were Impressed

A whole lot of kids were playing there.  But I didn't want to put their pictures on the web without parents okay.

Super Fabulous Package Received

I went to the playground to open it.

R.I.P. Hoot Trelawney

Today, while I was out shopping for Beanswallow's, Ottis our House Elf, called with some sad news.  It seemed a beautiful little tawney owl was found crushed under a rather large parcel addressed to me.

Naturally, we took care of Hoot's mortal remains in a most dignified and solemn manner.  

Then there was the package!  I went to a lovely playground in the Beanswallow's neighborhood and pondered the old adage "good things are worth the wait".