Farewell, Yarn Bowl

Guys, something sad happened over the weekend: I broke my favorite yarn bowl. I was happily knitting on my sweater while watching tennis, and I had the yarn in the bowl on the coffee table. Every so often, I would pull out a length of yarn, as one does, and the bowl didn’t move. Until one time it did, thanks to a little bit of yarn that got tangled up in itself and then got caught on the bowl, and I didn’t move quickly enough. I could see it happening but couldn’t stop it.

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This was my sheep yarn bowl which was a gift from the mother and it might have been one of the most thoughtful gifts she’s ever given me. Alas. So don’t tell her I broke it, because then she’d be sad too!

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