My mother and aunt went to visit my sister way off in Massachusetts last week, so I spent the week cleaning litterboxes, feeding cats, cleaning litterboxes, petting cats, picking up hairballs, cleaning litterboxes, etc. It was tons of fun, let me tell you! I'm almost worried about my cats restrained bathroom habits, as my litterbox now seems empty and desert-like in comparison. Then again, my cats are on a grain free diet (thanks to the asthmatic Elvis' lungs), so there's a lot less to not digest in their kib. Which is, now that I think on't, a blessing in (a $20 per 12 pound bag) disguise.
Anyway, to repay me, instead of letting them give me cash, I sent them on a hunt to Seed Stitch Fine Yarns in Salem (the only place I knew for a fact they were planning on going) and they exceeded my expectations. Or, perhaps, simply knew the state of their own litterboxes and so decided to pay me well for my trouble.
My lower back will never be the same.
First, Mother got me:
Cascade Baby Alpaca Chunky, Hot Rod Pink. I made her a slouchy beret, ala Crazy Aunt Purl, out of this stuff (in a paler pink) and wanted some of it for a beret of my own. Considering I never told her I wanted more, this was a particularly intuitive purchase. I don't, generally speaking, like pink, but I think I'm warming up to this particular color. It's not the insipid baby pink most people tend to give me (curse my pink-cheeked, blue eyed, blonde curled baby-plexion!) so it gets props just for that.
Two skeins of Blue Sky Alpacas Worsted Handpaints, colorway Petunia. This is, again, basically pink, but this shade needs no warm up. It's a beautiful rosy red pink, and I'm going to love whatever I make of this. Which means it's going to probably be a scarf, not only because of my limited mileage (200 yards), but because that is what I have most need of in the hand-knits department. I've made my mother two scarves, a friend a neckwarmer, and made some sad attempts in that direction for myself that didn't work (and have a...creative scarf on the needles), but I have never just made myself a plain old, garden variety scarf (the Who scarf doesn't count--that's fanwear, not just a plain scarf.) I think it's time I made one that could be worn out to a formal event, don't you?
The pinnacle of my MomYarns collection--a single ball of Schoppel-Wolle Crazy Zauberball, in a colorway that translates from the German as "Pause in Blue" (Pause in Blaue, so difficult to translate, I know). I've been wanting to sample a German made yarn for ages, since I realized that Wollemeise isn't the only yarn that comes from that country, in fact, and I let Mother know this before she left. She did very well with this one. The yardage is excellent for a single-lump sock yarn (460ish) and I love the colors. I might make a Haruni out of this!
This is my aunt's contribution to the pot, and a fine set they are indeed. Two skeins of Louisa Harding Willow Tweed, one in Mink, one in Musk. I'm not sure what they will end up becoming yet, but there might have to be cables involved in keeping with the tree theme (Willow Tweed) and colors. I don't know yet.
Oooooh, this is so exciting! I love getting yarn before I have a pattern chosen--I get fair giddy with the creative possibilities! I can see scarves, shawls, hats, gloves, frilly things, squared off things, curvy things, interesting things.... All in only six skeins/balls of yarn!
Oh, yes, about the creative scarf on the needles. I cast on for a ruffled scarf with the red Icelandic I'd bought as a gift for a friend, before coming to my senses realizing she doesn't like hand made things, so I should just keep all that frothy, silky, smooshy loveliness to myself. I have no pictures yet, but I'm only eight or so very long rows from being done (it's knit lengthwise on a very long circular) so I anticipate being able to photograph the finished object within the next week or two.