I carded and carded and carded some more.  I  love this stuff.  I’d tell you what it is IF I could remember.  I think I got it at the Orleans County Fair,  I’m almost sure of it.  I know who sold it to me, it’s starting to come back, I think.  The problem is, I can’t find the post, it was before I used Typepad and I had to archive on my computer.  Some things are here, some not.  It’s lovely to spin.  oops.. I remember watching him shear this fleece. Now, if I could only remember….

  I was surprised at how soft it is, the locks have been bagged over a year and they are a bit hard to pull apart. 

The cats all got presents ’cause they were home alone all weekend.  There is a grocery, call it a bazaar, in Williamsport called Wegman’s.  It’s unbelievable, almost worth moving just to shop there.  Just saying, I bought the cats toys there.  Sam wouldn’t pose, he was having too much fun. 

( I’ve been watching to see how long it takes Bloglines to pick up my posts.. let’s just say 2-6 hours.  I know, it’s free. )

The great thing about having a really good stash is that it is there, in arms reach (if you’re lucky enough to have your stash in a manageable pile), ready to be fondled, checked against patterns, maybe even swatched, whenever.   Way over a year ago I went to the Webs Tent Sale, twice.. well… three times, but once to just get a couple circular needles, NOT yarn.  The other two times were quite enough.  Two of the yarns I got were the Filatura Di Crosa LUNA, a yummy worsted wt. merino, must be a 16 ply at least, very soft in a Dark Grey and also in Cream.  I pulled the dark grey out Thursday night thinking I could start a new project in the car Friday.  I did.  Three times.  That’s right, I frogged it twice.  After the first 4 hrs, and 6 or so inches of cables and ribbing I decided it would be too small.  I cast on again, traffic increased, tempers flared a bit, my concentration went out the window and after an inch or so I divided the stitches to begin the pattern… oops!  Too big! Frogged again and put away for the remainder of that leg of the weekend.  On the way back I changed my mind about the pattern, decided that Mom was right (as she often is, should have listened to her many times, this time I did) when she said that she didn’t care for the particular cable that ran up the front.

I had known all along that I didn’t either, it was bugging me but I liked the neckline enough to ignore it.  So rather than make up my mind completely, this time I cast on for the back.  I have time to plan the front and finally got those six or seven inches of 3-2 ribbing back on the needles.  Lovely yarn to work with, very soft.  Unfortunately, I’ve since read that you should plan on 15 balls for a size medium, long sleeve sweater.  Don’t laugh Carol, I bought 12, I’m going for it.  Don’t ask, I feel lucky.  Besides, I’ve got it on 9’s.  Of course there is all that ribbing.  Oh crap, I’m still going for it.  I can always rip out the bottom and edge all of it, except the neckline with the cream, or something.  I hope I can find this post when I need a bit of bucking up if it all bites the dust.

Today is as crappy as it gets here in New England.. cold, windy and torrents of rain.  I should clean the house.  I SHOULD have a cleaning lady.  Instead, I’ve been carding and spinning some really lovely soft stuff I washed a while back.  Ermm.. I washed part of it, the rest waits.  Maybe I should open the bag and see if it’s still waiting, by now it could be moth turds. I’m having fun carding it with a bit of bunny that  I picked up at CT S&W last April.  Card a little, spin a little…

Yep, those would be umbrellas.