Today is a Jewish holiday of “Tu Bishvat“. It is the “New Year of the Trees”. (Tu Bishvat is one of four “New Years” mentioned in the Mishnah .) For those of you who thinks that a Jewish holiday MUST involve a bunch of very complicated and arcane things plus some fasting on the side this is not it. Tu Bishvat is the New Year of the trees. Customs include planting trees and eating dried fruits and nuts, especially figs, dates, raisins, pomegranates, carob, and almonds.
This is one of my favorite holidays and in honor of it I have made a New Year’s resolution. I will go through all of my boxes , shelves and baskets and inventory my yarn. I suspect it would be a really big job because I have always believed in giving Yarn a good home. Even 10 years ago I was buying with the recession in view. I have taught my DH how to knit so he can appreciate the beauty of fiber and tolerate my ever expending stash. Because it is OUR stash.
Than I have made a crucial mistake. I have convinced my mother that it is time for her to start crocheting again. So after a 40 year break my mother has become a happy hooker. The problem is – She lives in Philadelphia. Now I have nothing against that city. I actually like it. One of my favorite yarn stores is there. But, she keeps nipping at my stash. For a woman, who 2 years ago could not understand my burning desire to go to the specific yarn store so inconveniently located to get more of the thing I have to much of anyway, she got the hang of it very quick. I definitely remember her telling this summer that she is my mother, she went through the umpteen hours of labour to bring me into this world, she nursed me until I was three, and after all that I would grab thous last three skeins of pink alpaca! We have worked it out. The pink alpaca lives in Philadelphia, but I have visitation rights.