As I said yesterday, my mind wanders while knitting my ocean of brown. It's wonderfully freeing. So far I have been able to track my mind. I haven't lost it yet... but if you see a spare mind meandering down your street, you may want check. It might be mine. I don't know if I'll be able to tell when I really lose it. And really, you don't want my brain out there without supervision. Who knows what trouble it will get into.
What with all the yarn sorting, I have come to the realization that I have some marvelous reds. It just happened that these delicious reds were put to the front and center of the cabinet. There are more, hiding in boxes in closets, whispering in corners.
Misti Alpaca Handpainted Lace - Red Rover
Handmaiden Mini Maiden
Hand dyed Red Sea Cell and Wool from an independent dyer, skein from Saskatoon
Ella Rae Lace Merino
All of these gorgeous reds bring me to this:
The River Valley Shawl from the Edmonton KAL of this summer. What a lovely pattern. Nice yarn. Really, really long rows. I pick away at it here and there. There is movement and growth. I thought I was at two rows left about 6 rows ago, but now I know I am at a couple of chart rows left. Maybe. Plus bind off. I'll finish by Christmas.
Of next year. Sigh.
Such long rows. Purling is killing me.