I had just taken a pan of biscuits out of the oven when there was a knock at my door. It was my next-door neighbor. She wanted to borrow a light bulb.
I asked her in while I went to my stash of bulbs to find the size she needed. When I returned to the kitchen, I asked her if she had eaten supper yet. She said she hadn't, so I dished up a plate of stew and biscuits for her. After we ate, she said she had to get home as she was waiting for a visitor to show up. When I opened the door for her, she said that I should look out in the hall near the door - that she almost forgot what she had set down there. This lady had a stroke a while back, and as a result she sometimes forgets things, and has to do things like set down a parcel in order to be able to knock on a door.
When I stuck my head out to look, I spotted a pile of fabric. She said that she knows I sew and thought I could use it. She said she can't sew any more and she wanted me to have it. I tried to pay her, but she wouldn't hear of it.
After she went back home I took a closer look at the fabric. There are at least 6 yards of a lighter blue denim and another 8 yards of navy denim. Wow! What a wonderful addition to my fabric stash. I'm not sure just how I will use it all yet, but no doubt it will be put to good use.
Bless her heart. You just don't find neighbors like Alberta every day.
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