Nursing the traditional back-to-school cold I seem to catch from Clif every year. I am so good at catching this cold, just brilliant.
One of the excellent things to do while slurping tea and debating cold medicine options is to dream about yarn. I have never been so crazy about yarn as I seem to be these days. I’m fascinated by it. I like seeing how people make it. And, despite the fascination, I remain strangely uninterested in trying to make yarn myself.
Happy to be the end user of yarn.
So relieved that I don’t have to be the one to figure out the chemistry and mystery of dyeing. So grateful that others are so damn good at it.
This is Megan Ingman’s yarn, Lichen and Lace, coming out of New Brunswick, Canada. It drives me pretty much to distraction. You know how people are all the time saying “I draw from nature for my inspiration” and you go, “Hunh. Whatever. That rainbow-colored yarn doesn’t look like any rainbow I ever saw.” When I look at Megan’s yarns, I get it. Consider this colorway, for example. Daylily, she calls it. If you could wedge a daylily into a yarn, this would be the result. When you look at all Megan’s colorways, you will hardly believe your eyes. She’s really capturing something here. Worth a ramble to see the close-up images. Wow.
Next stop in my yarny daydreaming: Allison Herrmann’s Crow River Handspun out of New London, Minnesota. This little skein has all the crazy barberpole action I really love about handspun. How will this knit up? Sometimes I find that squinting can give you a sense of what will happen. But the randomness of it all is where the fun is. Allison has a small batch of yarns on Etsy at the moment, but here’s hoping she spins more soon.
Finally, yarn of a different sort.
I have suppressed for many years my intense and total love of old rugs. I ran out of floors, so I had to stop. A handmade rug is a thing to treasure, to use, to wear out.
And to repair. I’ve had all my rugs repaired in one place or another, but never like this.
In my Etsy ramble, I came across this rug from Mustafa Vardarsuyu, a rug seller in Istanbul.
I immediately thought of mender extraordinaire Tom of Holland, he of the Visible Mending Programme, and wonder what he’d make of this damaged kilim repaired with vintage denim. I think it’s fantastic.
And I wondered where in my rug-covered house I could sneak this in.
Sigh! So much orangey red wonderfulness. Off to go dream about it all.