The Rabbit Died

Last night I ventured into the yarn room, where, over the past few days, I've made limited progress organizing everything. Thursday, I went up to find my copy of, Mother Daughter Knits, for the neck warmer pattern. One thing led to another and all of the books, magazines and patterns got unpacked. That felt good. I found what I'd been looking for in the first place, and abandoned the rest (being led astray could be the main reason I can't get organized up there).

Yesterday was spent spinning and accumulating more sale yarn for the makings of the feather and fan shawl. I need a total of 1,000 yards of different yarns that have a little something in common. Lucky for me, both local yarn stores had sales and my inspiration yarn, the creamsicle colored silk and merino blend I spun last year, was located in the first bin I opened last night.

I was on a roll and a full two weeks before the class starts.


As you can see, the shawl will be all about color and texture. It's likely the shawl's delicate lace pattern will be lost as the eye gazes upon everything else. Throughout my house and nearby shops, I've collected silk, ribbon, angora and plenty of both thick and thin yarns. Wanting to spin something completely different, I over spun a little BFL to use as a base (core) yarn and then core spun a funky batt of wool that seemed to have every color under the sun in the family I need, with just the right amount of glitz thrown in for sparkle. Four ounces of wool yielded a mere 65 yards of eye candy, but for a first attempt at core spun yarn, without a bulky flyer, I think I did a pretty good job.

Seen together in a group photo, I'm not so certain the core spun yarn goes well with the rest of the gang, but I'm still willing to think about it for awhile. I have two weeks.

Feeling fairly smug about it all, especially the fact that for more than 40% of the project needs, I made the yarn myself and then bought the rest at sale prices, I put it all away.

Or so I thought.

While this yarn appears a tangled mess, it's actually been shredded.

This morning, I awakened to find that my dog has finally sprouted devil horns. He also has a hankering for angora. That would be angora rabbit.

Note to self: get a lock for the yarn room.