Last Friday Dale and I had plans to meet his brother, Randy, in Plymouth to go striper fishing on Randy’s boat. That’s not what this post is about, though. It’s about what happened while we were waiting for Randy and the boat to show up.
Dale went off in search of a public rest room and I sat down at a picnic table by the boat ramp. I pulled out my sock in progress and began knitting away, while taking in the scenery. There was a lady sitting on a bench nearby and she was reading a book. There were boats coming and going and people walking around. But the lady on the bench kept glancing over at me. I figured she was just curious about my knitting so I smiled at her. And then she said, “Are you from Carver?” So I told her that I work in Carver. And then she said, “At the library?” And I said yes. I waited for her to say that she was a library patron but instead she said, “You’re Carole, right? I sort of know you. I read your blog.”
Now I have occasionally been recognized because of this here blog but only at sheep & wool festivals – never out in the “real” world so this was definitely a surprise to me. It was a happy surprise, though. We started chatting and she told me that she’s not a knitter but her sister, who lives in California, is and that it was her sister who told her to read my blog. Imagine that? Someone in California was reading my blog and realized that I must live near Plymouth so she told her sister, who does live in Plymouth, that she should read my blog, too. Turns out that she and her family are big fans of Dale’s band, too. It’s a small world, I can tell you that.
So “hi” to Judy in Plymouth! And “hi” to Linda in California! Thanks for reading!