I had an early haircut appointment today and when I went into the changing room I saw this beautiful green sweater that could only be handmade.
When I came out of the dressing room I nearly accosted the woman standing in the waiting area. I asked her if she knit the green sweater. She said she hadn't and that she was just a beginner. We realized that I had helped her once at the store.
Joanne, the owner of the salon, motioned me over to get my hair washed. I was scanning the salon for the owner of the green sweater. I was like a hunting dog on the scent. I was on a mission.
Aha! I found her! There by her side was one of Laura's project bags. Gotcha! I practically accosted her. I asked her if she knit the green sweater. She said she had. I quickly barraged her with questions. Where was the yarn from? Spirit Trail Fiberworks. Did she remember the pattern? Bel Air by Ann Hansen (wow, I can't believe I remember that from this morning). I immediately felt relieved to find the knitter and learn about the sweater. I complimented her on the beautiful knitting she had done and apologized for interrupting her quiet time.
When I related this story to my husband, he shook his head at me and declared that I have a problem. Nahhh, It's what us knitters/crocheters do.