Out for a walk last week I spied a clothesline strung between two trees.
I remember reading about this in the weekly Hebdo. The sign says "Une Ville Tricoté Serrée"
("A Tight-Knit City"). Some people in the community got together to offer free mittens, tuques
and knitted scarves to anyone in need of such.
One finds a lot of handmade knitted or crocheted winter items here at craft fairs, thrift stores,
yard sales, or charity made by women, young girls or retired nuns. The library around the corner
ran a volunteer knitathon recently. So, a seemingly endless supply available.
Half the items in this photo were gone by the time I returned back from shopping.
The next day the empty clothespins now held replacement knitware.
What a cool idea: A winter clothesline of freebies, in case you lose one of your mittens while sledding, someone walks off with your hat by mistake at the coffee shop, or the wind grabs
your scarf and carries it over an impenetrable snowbank.
Speaking of winter ...
Supermarket parking lot: where they dump
the plowed snow. It will be there
until the end of March.
Oh joy, the shovel's around the corner,
leaning against the side of the house.
