

Yarny goodness! Joan was a winding machine... by the time we left, the pile looked quite a bit smaller!


This little bit of orange and yellow knitting was the start of an entrelac piece. Un-hunh. The color runs are too short, and the yarn is too uneven to look good in entrelac. Now you see it... but now you don't, because it's back to being a ball of yarn in my knitting bag. I'm sure that this yarn can be something wonderful (right, Junie?) but this sure isn't it. This is the only bit of new knitting that even survived this long; this particular ball of yarn has been knit, frogged, and reknit so many times it's beginning to come unspun. And, no, none of those balls of yarn on the table came home with me. I'm really trying not to add to the bulk of the stash. Luckily Robyn mentioned that she "has no stash"... well, now she does!