No great surprise, I seriously wake up in the morning excited about wool. I recently splurged on The Knitter's Book of Wool and it's like she made that book for me. I want mountains of it, in a dozen sheep breeds, just to play with. If I didn't have a family, I would never leave its side. As it is, it's pretty hard to tear me away.
This happy pile is (most of) my booty from this year's Oregon Flock & Fiber Festival, doesn't it kind of make you want to swoon? I definitely had some color themes this year, and it's going to be mighty hard to choose which ones to sell out of that bundle...this cashmere/merino (50/50, i mean really folks, that a ton of cashmere) blend from Lisa Souza in the colorway 'Bhutan' was my only splurge, and I'm saving it for some really dark and rainy winter day.
But surprisingly enough, the one that didn't even make it into a photoshoot until it was already a finished object was this straight up merino by Maiden Skeins I got home, spun up, navajo plied and turned into a hat (with some help from Alex, heh heh) lickety-split. And now it lives on my head (except in pictures, my head doesn't do too many pictures).
That pom-pom is the definition of squoosh. So what's next? Aside from some knitting that may or may not prove to be exciting, perhaps one of these little darlings...
Honestly, a girl can lose sleep over these happy quandaries.