I have lots of yarn to show you tonight. I’ve been dyeing yarn all week.
Some of it is cashmere for a special "private party" later on this month.
Some of it is an incredibly beautiful mixture of colors found in copper and the various patinas it takes on. This is a lovely, thick organic Merino that I just love to feel.
And some of it is sock yarn. I’m still having an affair with sock yarn. If all goes well, this yarn will be Father’s Day Socks for the Judge. If all does not go well, the socks will be a Christmas present.
And here it is swatched. I’m showing you this (even thought it’s almost midnight and i had to scan it instead of photo it so the colors look very washed out) because I’m just so tickled about the way the colors work out together in the swatch. It’s not an exact science, but even with the socks which are about double the number of stitches per row, I should still get nice little bands of color.
I’ve been in that sort of long, dark, tea-time of the soul phase of
knitting with all my works in progress. Despite knitting steadily,
there seems to be little if any progress. Certainly nothing that
warrants photos. I’m still working on the back of the Ophelia
Colinette Tank — the moss stitch pattern is beautiful and it takes
forever. After ripping lots of the Cahaba Jacket out (due to pattern
error — I should be more gracious but am not feeling particularly
gracious) I’m about back to where I was and ready to head for the home
stretch. I’m dyeing some necessary bits and pieces to put together the
handles for the market bag. And my undulating rib socks are getting
the occasional row here and there. In other words, I am the
quintessential ADHD knitter, lots going on but little to show for it.
I hope to have some pictures for you by the end of the weekend.