Here’s a scarf I just sent off to my dear college friend, whose mom died last week. Her mom was the BEST.
I got the news and immediately went home to start a scarf for her, because I was so upset that I wasn’t going to be able to attend the funeral.
The only yarn I had that would work as a scarf was this pile of leftover nubbins.
Noro Silk Garden.
Feather and fan.
Seems so inadequate. But I loved thinking about this family while making this. So warm hearted, the whole lot of them.
PS Edited to add: Many thanks for your concern about my extreme lack of stash–I should have made it clear that at the time of this scarf, I was out in the deepest reaches of Grundy County, with only a skein of sock yarn, a seriously screwed-up and therefore abandoned lace shawl, and the nubbins on hand. I was ROUGHING it, y’all. I was down to the NUB. Unlike here in Nashville, where the yarn continues to burble up in my closet like cougar skulls at the La Brea Tar Pits.