A major contradiction in this knitting hobby of mine wont stop rearing it's belligerent head: I love textured knitting and I prefer variegated yarn. I just went through this a couple of weeks ago, didn't I? Oh yes, I did. Yet, it took another two toes to remember this. Again. I am a olympic learner, I am.
I am commited to knitting Eunny Yang's Bayerische. I am also going to try to remember to commit my variegated yarn to plain or ribbed socks. Since there is nothing in my stash that will work with the Bayerische pattern, I was forced (oh yes, F O R C E D) to tramp out to an LYS on my lunch hour yesterday and I scored!
Not only did I get yarn for the Bayerische, but I finally nabbed that navy blue skein of Dream in Color Smooshy I've been eyeing for eons and a copy of IK's Favorite Socks.
Last night I settled something else. For about five or six days I've been mulling over whether I should go to NH Sheep and Wool this weekend. It may be the only New England festival I will have the chance of attending this spring. That I expect it to be a far more intimate adventure than Rhinebeck is another good reason to go.
Last night it dawned on me I should invite my Dad's wife, Chris. She's an experienced spinner and knitter, and an overall craft junkie. So I did and she was pretty gung ho right from the start. We'll be coming from opposite corners of NE so we'll be meeting up there.
She's as excited as I am to see the fleece to shawl contest, which is something I missed at Rhinebeck due to overexposure and exhaustion. I also want to contemplate the purchasing of a spindle and fleece in the company of spindles and fleece. I know her advice will be invaluable if I do take the plunge. Did I mention she is a major enabler, too? Monumental enabler.