So, I'm just looking for a little reassurance here. Everyone has a laundry room that looks like this on any given day, right? I mean, it's perfectly normal to have fleece laying around everywhere, isn't it. Hmmm....A couple of years ago a friend of my husbands was back home visiting family and called us up to see if he could stop by. "Sure, we'd love to have you. Ten minutes? No problem. See you soon." As it happens I had run out of space in the laundry room on that day and had taken over the dining room table. So, in a flurry of fiber we stashed the evidence and made our home look like any other. However, I was delighted to find that when the person in question showed up he was wearing handspun thrum mittens. So of course I told him about our mad dash moments before and we all had a good laugh. The next year he was back for a visit and stopped by again. "So, did you stash the wool before I came." I looked down sheepishly. "Yes....it was everywhere."
(yes, the pun was intended. thank ewe, thank ewe very much)
Enough silliness. I'm dyeing to show ewe what just came off the needles. (tee, hee)
I still have to stitch up the edges of the ribbon, as you can see.
So, I'm mostly a spinner. I knit some and crochet a little. I start with raw fiber, wash it, dye it, card it and spin it. When it's spun, I'm done. I give it away or sell it. But, if a yarn happens to sit in my stash for an extended period of time waiting for it's next phase of existence, it starts to get antsy. This particular yarn, which is worsted weight alpaca dyed in madder root, was listed on my etsy site as "peachy keen". Unfortunately, no one was too keen on it, so it sat...and sat. Poor thing got board. It started to whisper to me, then whine, then throw little tantrums every time I passed by. "Fine, what do you want to be?"
It had a real vintage look to it, so at first I thought crochet, but no, that wasn't right. Then lace. Nah, too refined. Dropped stitch pattern....hmmmm, perhaps. I rolled it into a ball on a airplane ride out to see my family. I had the skein around my sleeping husbands knees and tried not to make eye contact with the businessman on the other side of me. I started with this stitch pattern as a thin scarf, but something wasn't right. Ah, ha! A little granny style shoulder shawl! That's it!
Then it told me that it needed a nice strong vintage sage green silk ribbon as a closure. It was
very specific. Cream would not do. Neither would synthetic fibers, no sir. I found just what I needed at PheobeDelia.etsy.com. The ribbon had a date stamp of 1931 on it and was in perfect condition. What can I say? Sometimes the stars align.
Since I was such a dear and helped this skein out, it decided to stick with me for a while. So, this creation is NFS. I think I will tinker with the pattern and offer that as some point, though.
Enjoy the rest of your weekend!
Peace
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