three things

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 from yhlee
1. Possum.
I could write about how my husband identifies with opossums (awkward animals likely dead on the roadside).  Instead, since everything with me comes back to spinning yarn, one of the first spinning books I read had a serious of oddball suggestions of things to spin, including possum fur.  Which really confused me until I remembered that opossums and possums are different animals, and New Zealand has a large spinning culture (my main wheel is New Zealand made).  Someday I'll go to New Zealand and buy some possum fur to spin.  (Because there isn't enough on an opossum to bother with).


2. Legos
One of my earliest memories is my Lego Christmas tree.  Not sure why, but it dates back to the upstairs apartment in Brookings, when I was three.  Mom and I lived upstairs, while my aunt, uncle and cousin lived downstairs.  The two sisters were both going to college  as nontraditional students, and took turns watching each other's kids (I hear my uncle wasn't much use).  I suspect the bag of legos is still in my room.  I always tried to build houses, but didn't have enough of any one color to make a pleasing (to me) color scheme.  


3. Olive oil. 
I love fancy olive oil and vinegar stores.  I'm not sure why; I don't actually like vinegar.  Maybe the fancy taste testing without getting drunk? 
I also love how important it has been through history.  All those jars of olive oil shipped around the Mediterranean, and then we find the jars in shipwrecks or broken in giant piles in Rome.