In many ways. My in-laws were to have left today, but my father-in-law was poorly when they arrived and was hospitalised in a frantic rush that lasted 12 hours on Thursday. These were the travelling socks that day; I’ve put them aside to wait for happier times. I want to enjoy wearing them, not be reminded of hours spent sitting in Emergency Assessment. He’s improving, out of Intensive Care this morning, but I’d guess they won’t be flying home on Friday. I feel a growing need to lose myself in complex lace, a pattern that demands concentration. How about a Swallowtail Shoulder Shawl? I’ve never done nupps.
It’s true: yarn is sometimes better than chocolate. This is Marisilk, a sea silk from Das Schneeshaf (access the shop via the button at top left). I lack words to tell you how utterly beautiful some of Andrea’s colours are. This is NOT grey: it’s a pale bronze/gold-grey and I love it. It’s air-brushed! It’s gorgeous. I have another skein, a mixture of true greys as well. And some sock yarns. I was her first international customer and I wish I had a louder voice because her yarns deserve to be better-known. Or maybe not. Maybe I shouldn’t tell anyone. Let’s keep this a secret known to the favoured few, shall we?
When I need mindless knitting I can work on this:
Yes, that’s my handspun alpaca/silk. It’s going to be the Wool Peddler’s Shawl from Folk Shawls, started in part because I needed to show my mother-in-law how four yarnovers/row force the shaping of a triangular shawl. Why? Because she’s never knitted lace before. I gave her 1500 yds of Wollmeise superwash lace yarn in Rosenrot (dark). I’d meant it to be a gift to take home but, with her own copy of Seraphim and an Addi lace circular, it’s become a welcome distraction.
Medicinal yarn: apply as needed.