Whenever I’m on vacation I like to pick up a skein of yarn or some fabric that I’ll later craft into something that will remind me of a favorite trip. Some people collect charms for a bracelet, some collect their memories in photographs, some bring home artwork or jars of jam and salsa, some buy corny t-shirts, or enormous bricks of fudge. I tote yarn around for ages and then eventually craft a wearable memory. Knitting has never been my strong-suit, so this scarf took three years to complete. I didn’t work on it constantly [wool-scarf-knitting-motivation drops off about mid-spring], but slowly and steadily. It has major flaws (one end is 4 inches wide while the other measures in at about 7 inches), but it reminds me of my second to last trip to Marquette, Michigan, and my family. The variegated dark green yarn was from a yarn shop in Marquette, the orange yarn is from a box of my grandma’s old yarn, and the cream hand-spun yarn was a Christmas gift my parents brought back from a Navajo reservation out west. Smile-worthy memories appear whenever I wear this cozy, misshapen scarf. How do you preserve memories?