Monday, 29 July 2013

Too Much?

Today was a day of excess:  I drove home in torrential rain, saw a magnificent rainbow, realized exactly how much animal hair is blanketing my house and found some yarn.  The theme here - too much of everything.

I'm not going to say much about the drive except that it was mostly spent in a downpour and frankly, I didn't have a good time.  It could have been worse, I was in a car and not walking. But the rainbow - wow.  I don't think I've ever seen one this bright and vibrant.  The photo doesn't quite capture the intensity of colour but you can actually see the second rainbow behind it.


Flutter is coming along slowly.  There is about 12 inches of the body worked now so just a little more and then it will be split into two halves and worked front and back separately.  The cable pattern runs up the sides of the sweater ending under the arms.  The more I work on this, the more I like it so I'm quite excited about it and looking forward to wearing it - provided I did the math correctly and it fits!


So about the yarn I "found".  I spent the past weekend at the cottage and during the preparations to go, I opened one of my boxes of stash yarn (yes, I have more than one...) and found this.


If you overlook the rich coating of dog hair, it's pretty enough as sock yarns go but here's the thing:  I have absolutely no recollection of buying this. None. At. All. Total blank.  Normally I can at least tell you where I bought something. Not this one. Usually I have at least a clue what the yarn might be. Not this time. But clearly I had plans for it at one time because it was already in a cake in the box and I before you ask, no - I didn't so something clever like stuff the tag in the middle of the ball - I've already looked

My husband graciously didn't say anything about "too much yarn" when I told him about finding mystery yarn. I'm guessing by the weight that it is sock yarn so I'm really hoping that it has nylon in it.  I guess I'll find out soon enough.

1 comment:

  1. I am also spending my summer knitting socks. Husband socks. Luckily there is winter in Moscow!

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