Hi, all,
I came across another bobbin lace reference in my reading this week: Rutledge turned, crossed over to the nearest shop. In the small window fronting the road there was a collection of ribbons and laces behind a spill of colorful embroidery thread, packets of needles, and an array of handkerchiefs that reminded him of those hed seen in Olivias room. As he opened the door, a gust of wind and rain nearly jerked the knob out of his hand. Startled, a middle-aged woman looked up from a cushion of bobbins and threads and a half-finished lace collar on her lap She sank back into her chair, somehow preventing the bobbins from rolling to every point of the compass. Then he saw that like the Belgian nuns hed come across during the war, she had pinned them in place. From Wings of Fire, by Charles Todd, one of a series of mysteries set in post World War 1 Britain. Well worth checking out. JulieO in Whitehorse, Yukon/Vancouver, B.C. Canada - To unsubscribe send email to [email protected] containing the line: unsubscribe lace [email protected]. For help, write to [email protected]. Photo site: http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacemaker/sets/
