Stash Bashing

The hat factory is temporarily closed.

Even I had to fall behind with the

pace I was keeping.

So, with the stellar example

of Ms. Stephanie's ribbon scarves

I unearthed- and I do mean unearthed my

stash of ribbon yarn- buried

for maybe twenty-five years.

It was meant to be a weaving project.

I can't remember what I had in mind.

And by chance I found a size 13 needle

I don't remember by buying.

Ah! So much for memory...

And I am knitting swatches.

How is that for goofing off?

And noodling the writing prompt:

"When did you realize you had become

a grown-up?"

I'm not sure I'm there yet.

Comments... guys.

Let's hear about when you became

a grown-up?

Try that question on for size.