Remember my Autumn Leaves scarf? I lost it late last fall; I remember having it when we had our first cool weather, but when it turned really cold I couldn’t find it. Grrr.
On Friday our insurance company sent a truck to collect the conversion van that Smokey totaled last fall when he hit a bear. By the time all the paperwork and negotiations were finished, we were knee-deep in snow and the van could not be moved until spring. Which is now. Before the truck got here on Friday Smokey went out to empty the van — remove the special radio/CD player he had installed and restore the original radio, collect all the maps, ice scrapers, lint brushes, etc., that were stowed here and there. He also found a couple things that somehow hadn’t made it back into the house after our anniversary trip to the North Shore in October.
One of them was my Autumn Leaves scarf.
Great, I said. I wondered what had happened to that — thought I had lost it forever.
Then I took a good look at it. Apparently a mouse had found a way into the van and also thought my scarf was really, really nice.
The damage is not so terrible that I will not wear the scarf — that missing area is exactly halfway along the length, right where it will be covered by my hair — but it is sad. Now to wash the thing and tuck it away safely until next winter…