The next project also gets a post all its own. The mini turtle is an adorable pattern, and since my sister and I have both had turtles as pets, I made one to send her. For whatever reason I didn’t photograph that one (it was in yarn), but I made another in embroidery floss and got lots of pictures of it.
One summer in my mid-twenties, when I had two turtles, they had two goldfish that had been intended as food but left to grow to the size of my hand. I named them Hansel and Gretel, figuring the turtles were fattening them up. I returned from a trip out of town to a traumatized roommate and a filthy tank: “They ate Gretel!” Except they had only partially eaten Gretel; her head was still on the floor of the tank, one big eyeball looking up at anyone who came to investigate the state of affairs. That memory led to this:
Sorry, Maig.
To be continued…