The yarn arrived last Wednesday. After some fondling, oohing, and ahhing, I brought it home and resisted the urge to fondle again until last night. The work week was finally done and I was set to use the new swift and wind this lovely, lacey. gorgeous stuff into balls in preparation for starting to knit today.
First a few words about the yarn. I bought it from Knit Picks...see http://www.knitpicks.com/ for it and more wonders. The yarn is called Gloss Lace. It is lace weight 70% Merino Wool and 30% silk. It's hand wash/dry flat...I usually avoid such things and it's gorgeous. It's soft and the colors are vibrant. The colors are a rainbow spectrum: Fiesta/Carrot/Dandelion/Peapod/Ultramarine/Cyan/Lilac. Each skein is 440 yards/50 grams. It's spun beautifully and perfectly.
Last night after dinner I set up the new swift and set about the first task. The winding went well. I've never used a wooden swift. Previous swifts have been organics (husband or anyone else I could talk into it). This worked pretty darn well. I must say the swift looks perfectly placed attached to the blue dresser. (Mom: Can't wait for you to see it.) As I hoped, I was able to get one large and one small ball from each skein. My intention is to make Elizabeth Zimmerman's basic Pi shawl and have the smaller amounts of color radiate out to the larger ones.
The winding commenced under terrorist observation. Now, Momma has been around a while, so she knew what to do when she completed the winding....put the yarn balls away. So, I did just that. I secured them, in order of use, in a plastic bag and put the bag in a drawer that so far terrorists are unable to access. I went to bed with a clear head and enjoyed a nice night of sleep.
Today, after taxes were done (ugh!), we went by The Naked Sheep (http://www.thenakedsheepknitshop.com/) to purchase the right needles for the project. I arrived at home to begin the project.
Horror....there was a terrorist attack in the night! Apparently the small carrot ball of yarn did not make it into the secure location and therefore homeland security was no help. The small ball of carrot was in three pieces and several snarls on the floor of my room...stretching out the doorway. After stomping and yelling, I set about making it right. It's been wound up into a ball again after being tied together. Not the way I wanted it, but it will do.
We are now on vomit watch in case some was ingested. Damn.
So, I'm ready to start again. One terrorist is perching on the back of my chair; the other is not in evidence....but then Dad has been painting in another room....
EZ take me away.
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