Weeks went by. I checked the mail. No package. I wrote to the vendor, who very nicely said it had arrived in the US on June 10. Two months went by. Nothing. By the beginning of August, I was convinced the package had fallen off a mail truck into a ditch somewhere, and began looking for another vendor. The day I was ready to ‘add to car’, lo and behold, the mailman stuck a small, rather disheveled bundle into my mailbox…it was the package from Israel!!! You’d have thought it was Christmas. I was over the moon. I know, it was just a silly collection of crochet hooks. But it was thrilling, and absolutely made my day.