Yarn-Wading

Last week was the sort of week that you just sum up with one word: survival. And while I did make it through the week, it resulted in a house that looks something like this:

And it also results in desserts that look something like this:

Luckily, it's a long weekend here (except for the couple of hours I had to work on Saturday night), and that means lots and lots and lots of time to clean the house play with yarn. It started out with a bit of project-planning, as was the case for these skeins, which are going to become a version of Claudia Geiger's Grande Plage Cardigan:

Then after that, it was all out yarn-wading. I pulled out skeins from my shelves and my baskets and just put them together for the sake of pure admiration. Here's a group of pinks and raspberries:

A bunch of blues:

My own hand dyed silvery greens:

My beloved reds:

I love colour, what can I say? The saturated jewel tones are my favourite, and my stash is chock full of them. What surprised me, though, is that I seem to be moving toward a trend of the more gentle pastels and neutrals. Here is a pile that I've been musing over for a long time. It is perhaps this long, frosty winter that is pushing me in that direction. I kept glimpsing these colours as I walked with Rascal yesterday afternoon:

While I walked back and forth from the table to my yarn stash(es), the hubby looked up from the couch and said, "Do you have enough room for all of those?"

"Of course I do," I said, as I stuffed some skeins back into a vase on the side table.

I don't have a problem. No, I don't.

Anyway, all this yarn means that I have to make sure I put energy into knitting them up into things. Here's a little preview of my Rosamund Cardigan in progress. Let us not dwell on the mountain of stash that awaits. Let us just lose ourselves in the beautiful cables in this pattern...

Keep your eyes on the cables... nevermind the stash...