...sans pictures, yet again.
One day, one day very soon, I am going to have to actually take pictures of a whole pile of FO's and WIP's. I promised someone specific this time, and not just the inter-ethers in general, so it shall be. I just have to have a day where I'm home and not busy actually processing yarn and knitting so that I can take, upload, mess up, curse, chew on my fingers, yell for help, profess undying gratitude for help, and then, post and write about these alleged pictures.
Even with ever-patient, devoted in house tech support, I can only manage this technological feat every so often.
But on a more salient topic: YARN!
I hit up a yard sale and two thrift stores today, and came home with a buttload of yarn-to-be. First find was a Banana Republic Men's 2X pullover, in a nice light worsted weight wool. The care tag is missing, not the brand tag but only the care tag, hanks to its former owner being a young man who hated tags, but it's in amazingly perfect shape. It's a lightish brown, slightly heathered. I assume it's 100% wool, possibly merino, just based on the feel, and experience with similar Banana Republic pullovers. They tend to frog very nicely. I'm pretty excited about this one, because, frog-gods willing, it will be perfect for the huge cabled sweater I've been craving. I was having trouble finding anything that I was really confident would be 1. enough yarn and 2. large enough gauge.
Then I found no less than five other sweaters, all looking very promising. I had to pass on one that would have been unbelievable...if it had been about half the price. It was a chocolate brown cashmere pullover in a women's 2X. It was gorgeous...miles and miles of squishy, decadent cashmere. And, wonder of wonders, actually in a knittable gauge. Most of the cashmere I've found has been in that ridiculously teensy machine-gauge. But this would have been perfect, except for being waaaaaaaaaay over my mental price limit. I'm still wondering if I should revise that opinion and go running back to it in the morning. But I already spent more than I should have anyway. My darling, supportive ennabling husband pointed out that it was probably a couple hundred dollars worth of yarn and I should grab it. He's a saint.
At the second thrift store, which we hadn't meant to go to but were lured into by the giant %50 Off banner in the parking lot, he even found me a really cool new knitting caddy. It's a funny little rolly cart, about the size of a small ottoman. It has one clear plastic drawer on the bottom, and a partitioned compartment on top covered by a hinged lid. I have no idea what its original purpose could have been, but it's going to be perfect for holding my colourwork stash and small WIP's. Also, easily washable and kitty-proof!
Also in that store, I found the biggest cabled sweater I've ever seen. It's one of those Handmade in Ireland monstrosities that I can only imagine were bought as souvenirs and brought to this bizarre land of hot and muggy, and spend the rest of their lives bewildered in the back of a closet, wondering where the cold went. Then one day they get donated to Goodwill and make impoverished knitters like me squee. It's foggy heathered grey, and unbelievably soft. Fiber content is something like 90% extrafine merino/ 10% cashmere. It claims to be a size "M", but it literally goes down to my knees. Being heavily cabled on top of this, I estimate the yardage to be....about six miles. The cables are slightly flatter than in a tougher yarn, but it might become another cabled sweater anyway. The softness more than makes up for the slight loss in definition. I was surprised the cashmere percentage was that low. This thing is unbelievably soft. As in, I would like to sleep with it wrapped around my naked body. Perhaps after washing. It DID come from Goodwill.
The other thing I might want to make with this is a beautiful lace throw I've been ogling. I said I'd make it if I ever found a ginormo enough sweater to frog, and this sweater might make the most gorgeous binky EVAR...but I'm not sure I could stand putting something this lovely on the couch and at the mercy of Child, Hound, and Feline Confederation. I guess it could only live on my bed...and then only get covered in one type of pet hair...
More to say, but I'd rather knit that write about it, so more later.