A little Halloween treat for me!
When I was a child we lived too far out in the country for trick-or-treating. Now as an adult I always make sure I get something sweet for this day in late October. As you can see, I have begun sampling the peeps. I have a hard time leaving the alone long enough for them to get stale and crunchy. Tonight though, I received something much more valuable than ghost-shaped marshmallows; my grandmother gave me her mother’s crochet hook. It’s about a hundred and ten years old.