My sister requested a new, small purse, so I whipped this up for her in August and gave it to her when she was back visiting my parents.
But, the highlight of the trip was that she found my bag of wool that I had been carding on the way there to have ready for my new spinning wheel, and decided the rolags looked like dreads. Then, the next day, my dad found them and held one up as if it was a mustache! Unfortunately, I missed getting a picture of that. Neither one of them knew that the other had done that. I guess I know where she gets her sense of humor!