My family never hung mistletoe at the holidays. We hung a toad. In the doorway that lead to the kitchen. It was a kissing toad, or Mistle-toad, as my mom called him.
I remember a stuffed toad, dressed in a Santa costume (or maybe no costume and I made that part up) with a bit of a plant tied in a ribbon around his neck.
Like these below:
They aren't spectacular drawings, but they get the point across.
I miss the toad. My mother got rid of him many years ago, and there's been no move to replace him. And I'm determined, he needs to come back. In fact, he may find many new families to live with next year, he and his cousins can cause lots of kissing in lots of houses!
The connection to knitting is that I will knit a Mr, Mistle-toad this year. There are lots of patterns for knit animals/frogs, and among some of them must be one that matches my memory of the original toad. If needs must I can improvise a pattern, but I'm wary of the feet. How would one create those webbed toes?
But there are many months to plan and think about it, plot and plan, and of course other projects to complete. A sweater is almost ready to pop off the needles!
Be excellent to each other!
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