On Saturday one of my cousins and his wife delivered a box and bag of stuff and a new board to replace a broken one on my livingroom futon.
The bag was filled with neckties. They came from the wardrobe of the deceased husband of a friend of my grandmother in Cole Harbour, NS: Quite a few silk ones. Plus some wool ties from England, Scotland, Shetland, Trimingham's of Bermuda, one from Quebec, and one handwoven by Betty Complin of St Catharines, Ontario. The prize, however, is a score of handwoven wool ties from Madawaska Weavers here in New Brunswick. Upriver from Fredericton, they were woven and sewn in St Leonard.
I'm not a tie man. Own a few out of neccessity. Why would I want to put a rope around my neck? Have always maintained that there's too many ties in the world. I'll do something with these ties. Maybe make a more useful, usable piece of clothing from them? Don't know yet but there's no rush . . .
shirt: blue long sleeve
temP: -11 C
sound: The Beatles "white album"