| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - What made it all the worse was that my mother was an incredibly talented knitter who had wooed my father with gorgeous ski sweaters and warm booties, and who now not only carded and spun her own yarn but dyed it, too, using things like bayberries and chamomile buds which my younger brother and I were assigned to collect from the empty lot next door.
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