Stash miracle

When I unearthed another ball of Rowan Calmer from my stash to finish the Blue Curacao Shawl, it was like finding the Lord's face on a pizza or sticky bun. A miracle. My stash had disgorged the miracle of extra yarn where before there had been none.

If a temple lamp can inspire the ingestion of fatty foods, surely the discovery of yarn in this holy week of Passover and Easter should be marked by a symbolic gesture.

A pilgrimage. Of course! We should all make pilgrimages to our LYSes to honor the stashes who care for us so mightily and well.

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