A Tiny Wooden Door

Can be found on the second and a half floor. In this very old Boston building, there is a very old elevator that I prefer not to use. They creep me out a little. I did use it going up, but I took the stairs when I left.

Walking down the stairs and seeing this little door, I feel like a giant even though I'm only 5'3". It's very Alice in Wonderland.



Because not only does my size seem to change relative to everything else, but it's not everyday that you encounter a half a floor. It's rather surprising. Just like the package that I received in the mail from a fellow blogger.

Thanks to her spring cleaning, I have some new pretty yarns to work with. Thanks Amisha! I had forgotten that she was sending it, so when the postman handed it to me, it was a lovely surprise.



I also want to mention the Pay It Forward exchange that I joined on Amisha's blog on this post. Amisha will be sending a handmade gift to me and two other people. In exchange, we each agreed to do the same for three more people. Here is the pledge.

"I will send a handmade gift to the first 3 people who leave a comment on my blog requesting to join this PIF exchange. I don’t know what that gift will be yet and you may not receive it tomorrow or next week, but you will receive it within 365 days, that is my promise! The only thing you have to do in return is pay it forward by making the same promise on your blog."

So I'm putting it out there. The first three people who leave a comment here saying that they want to be part of the PIF exchange, will receive a handmade gift from me. I hope that I can pay it forward!


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