Well, I think I get a prize for the "most unusual."
This prize is not new to me. When I was a kid, I also won the prize for "most unusual" pet. Oddly, my main pet ( I had quite a menagerie most of the time and obviously a very nice mom) was a dog. Her name was Muffin and I wish I could have her all over again. Anyway, my older sister took Muffin to the park as her pet. This was not very appreciated by me, but there was not much I could do about it. Her real pet was a kitty named Suzy who kept a very low profile most of her life. So, without a pet, but determined not to miss the contest down at the green box, I went to visit the Toomey's. They had a baby at the time, so I was able to get some empty baby food jars. I filled the jars with bees. Yes, bees, right off the clover. No worries, none of them were harmed. I put them in the jars and took them to the park in a wagon. So, I won the "most unusual pet" prize. Now, I should win the most unusual yarn prize. My hubby went to New Zealand for a couple of weeks and he brought this yarn and yummy soap home. The little guy nesting in the yarn is from Jess Hutch's book. His name is odd fellow and he doesn't have arms or legs yet, but is nonetheless very cute.
I don't think you can read the label, so here's a close up:
This prize is not new to me. When I was a kid, I also won the prize for "most unusual" pet. Oddly, my main pet ( I had quite a menagerie most of the time and obviously a very nice mom) was a dog. Her name was Muffin and I wish I could have her all over again. Anyway, my older sister took Muffin to the park as her pet. This was not very appreciated by me, but there was not much I could do about it. Her real pet was a kitty named Suzy who kept a very low profile most of her life. So, without a pet, but determined not to miss the contest down at the green box, I went to visit the Toomey's. They had a baby at the time, so I was able to get some empty baby food jars. I filled the jars with bees. Yes, bees, right off the clover. No worries, none of them were harmed. I put them in the jars and took them to the park in a wagon. So, I won the "most unusual pet" prize. Now, I should win the most unusual yarn prize. My hubby went to New Zealand for a couple of weeks and he brought this yarn and yummy soap home. The little guy nesting in the yarn is from Jess Hutch's book. His name is odd fellow and he doesn't have arms or legs yet, but is nonetheless very cute.
I don't think you can read the label, so here's a close up:
Yes, that's 8 ply possum and merino. It's very soft- but no softer than just merino. A possum is not a native to New Zealand and as such is destroying the environment, etc. BUT, as you don't know yet, I am soooo opposed to killing critters for fur, etc. Had Hubby read the accompanying leaflet, he would not have purchased the yarn. He was instead focused on getting me something that you can only find in NZ, a very nice gesture! So, I stand in the middle holding a skein of yarn. Yes, the possums are ruining the environment for the native species, etc, but it's certainly not their fault! I am not sure what I will do with the yarn, but for now, I will be happy with the most unusual yarn prize.
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