Speaking of friends – as I did in my last post – I’d like to introduce you to my friend (blogless) Megan.  We met when first at university and living in residential college, way back when I was only 17.  We’ve partied together, laughed together, travelled together, cried together, and despite having lived in different countries at different stages and different towns at different stages, we’ve remained friends. How many years now Megan? Gulp, I think it’s over 25 years….

Megan brought a basket full of assorted autumn toned yarns along to one of our Sewjourn weekends, and began to crochet them together at random. I think that her initial plan was to make a blanket, but she stopped at a shawl. And it’s just perfect. Each row uses a different stitch to the one before, depending on Megan’s whim and the behaviour of the yarn. And I know that she has worn it a lot.

So autumnal! And so appropriate among the leaves of Yackandandah. May there be many more years of friendship ahead.