What a great “stumble” today. I’ve just read a terrific blog about jumpers. Do you all know what that means? Thank goodness this blogger liked my blog…or I would have missed her and this. Given my beginning years of learning to knit while I was a youth in the homeland of my Australian grandfather, this blog has special appeal to me. Read and enjoy!
Remind me to tell you about the first time I saw a kangaroo…I was all of 8 years old…. Okay….maybe I’ll tell you now. We, the family of Mom, Dad, my younger sister Betty and I, were visiting the Mallee near Bendigo, Australia. We were new to the area…..recently arriving from California to meet my grandfather’s family…we saw animals in the field and I say, “Daddy, look at the big horse running!”. Daddy points out to me that it is a kangaroo! I can still remember the entire image…..the kangaroo hopping across the pasture and Dad trying to keep up in the Model A Ford…yes, we had a car of that vintage. When we lived in Australia during the 50’s many things were 25 years behind the United States. I think I am one of the few in my circle of friends who grew up (for 2 1/2 years) with a wood-burning stove, the outhouse, a dry ice refrigerator, a wireless radio and the Model A. It was an adventure!
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