Goodnight and I went to rummage sale at a nearby neighborhood church. We always like how the sale is laid out in different rooms. Goodnight heads for books and clothing and I browse every section.
The craft room at the sale has finished items made by members of the church and donated to the sale, but it also has craft supplies which tend to be mostly leftover from projects or cleaning out unwanted items that are still useable.
Tucked into the corner or the craft room, was a box that caught my eye. It was an unfinished knitting project, still on the needles. The box wasn’t heavy enough for it to have been an unfinished afghan, so my first guess was a winter scarf. But I was guessing from the wrong paradigm.
When I spotted the box, I initially only saw the unfinished project and some used skeins of yard, but when I lifted the box up and poked around underneath, I found the pattern booklet. The unfinished project was supposed to be a baby afghan.
The original price sticker was still on the pattern and it had the name of a five and dime store that has been out of business for just under thirty years. I had never heard of that particular store, but I found it online. It doesn’t tell me how long ago the project had been started, however.
For the rummage sale price, I decided to purchase the box, bring it home and finish the baby afghan and put it in my collection of knitted items to donate.
I love this kind of challenge because I have to match the gauge of the knitter who started the project. I have done it before . . . even with a christening gown that had gone undone. Even though the project cannot go to the original intended recipient, the knitter’s best intentions get completed.
What do I think became of the baby? Or the knitter? I don’t know. I have certainly completed items begun by knitters who have passed away. I know it for certain because of the circumstances under which I received the yarn. But with babies . . . my first guess is that they just grew up too quickly and the knitter didn’t get the project done in time. That happens to the best of us.
Or . . . perhaps the knitter had a change of heart about the color choice. That happens to us, also.
So, for the inexpensive price, I get to have more entertainment than a movie, a new set if knitting needles, tip protectors, a pattern booklet that was previously not in my collection and a knitted gift to donate in the end.