For the third year in a row, around the same time as the others, I have found yet another lost item in the back of that cupboard of mine.
This time? A shawl from years gone by that I thought I had given away. It was such a nice surprise as with all hand knits it's not just the item, but the memories of the time that I knit it in which are woven in with the yarn. I can't quite believe this is four years old... where does that time go?