Soon To Be Spring

I was taking photos of yarn to ‘ get rid of ‘ via ebay,  in attempt to lessen my random stash. (Oh, and lately I’m really enjoying this little wooden ledge on the landing of the stairway, under a south-east facing skylight, as a backdrop for photos. I’ve used this spot a couple of times now.)  I have some very old cotton nubby yarn stash from the 80’s (I guess that is even considered vintage now) which was my mother’s, and which she purchased just before she died.  I was proceeding with photographing to sell, and in doing so I just fell in love with it.  I just can’t let this little stash of ‘Giselle’ go, I am posting it here instead, in honor of it ~ rather ~ in honor of my mother’s knitting. I love photographing beneath the south-east skylight, in late winter, as the particular seasonal light seems to sometimes make things look so rich with color, texture and a glow, which of course, richens my associated memories.   I remember fondly my mom knitting a lot of boucle cotton.

I don’t particularly like to knit cotton,  or silk, but I’m keeping these little nubby cotton skeins, just to have with me.  Just to have a bit of my mom’s yarn.

And then somewhere along the way I purchased this massive *cone* of very fine (2ply lace or fingering weight?) unbleached cotton yarn. I think it was intended for weaving, I don’t know why I bought it, about a decade ago. I guess I was thinking maybe to knit up some summery top in an extremely fine gauge, which is such a concept, as then I hardly even knit much to speak of !  I can’t seem to part with it either, though I should.  Maybe I’ll be ready to knit cotton this year !

Now that I have looked differently at these yarns, I am thinking I will hang on to my stash, all of it, and there’ll be a time when they will speak to me.

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Okay, so now it’s time to take a peek at my progress of my nieces’ Spring Sweater Tee’s….

I’ve set them down for too long in the last week because I’ve been busy working other things,  and well, I mustn’t let these sit for too long.

The Vernal Equinox will be here in a blink, and the wild fruit trees are already starting to tentatively blossom here. Scary , but true!