Sadly, Snowmen born in April have a shockingly short life span. Here's what we found when we got up this morning:
Poor, poor thing. I can't believe Howard, the wild rabbit who lives nearby, hasn't found that carrot yet. Dragging her feet into the New Millenium, The Reluctant Blogger gives way to peer pressure and creates a space where her knitting trials, travails and triumphs can reside. Warning: This is not a cat-free zone.
Poor, poor thing. I can't believe Howard, the wild rabbit who lives nearby, hasn't found that carrot yet. 100% Bamboo. I'm swatching this right now for a short-sleeve sweater. Here's the thing. It is making up best on Size 1 needles at 9 stitches per inch. Am I crazy to consider trying to knit a sweater on this fine of a gauge? It has a really wonderful drape and sheen. And another funny thing about this yarn. I bought it in a cone, and then wound it into cakes. I can't imagine why the hell I didn't just leave the stuff on the cone. Dope.
Three different worsted weight alpaca yarns. Bought months apart for different purposes. They seem to want to be used together. We'll see if some dark purple alpaca makes its way into the stash. Then we'll know for sure!