Yarn Play Days

Friday I rose and I had the strongest feeling that something wonderful was going to happen. I did not feel much like knitting but I knew that my expecting wonder was dirrectly related to knitting.  I knit.  I made the first few rows of colourwork happen and then I set it aside.  I had to go digging in my stash for a tiny bit of accent yarn to mark the colour change on the Cait colourwork chart. 

I came up with this red Peace Fleece.  

I made a hat and mitts last year and there is a nice bit left from it. It is the smallest bit heftier than Regal, but there are only two rows, so I think I can get away with it.  

Then, the rest of the afternoon, I played with colors of Palette to use for the Flea Sweater I want to knit.  The goal is to have strong contrasts in the colours you chose.  

I started by picking sets which seemed to work.

  

I am not sue I have it yet.  The dark colours from the back right are purple, green, royal blue, teal, a greener teal, and the rust.  The darks read so close in colour here, but they read quite different in good strong daylight.  I have to play with them a bit more to see if it will work. I am hopeful.

The sweater design calls for six different 100 gram skeins of yarn.  I have only 1 skein of most of the Palette but as backup, I have full bags of black, white and a medium grey colour.   I am leaning toward using the the white for all the ribbing or welting at the neck, sleeves and hems. There is plenty of contrast and plenty of dark and to my eyes, white looks like the best bet to meld the myriad colours together.

After all the yarn play, I knit socks a bit.

and Sunday I pulled out the Hacho yarn Lipstick sweater.

 

I was working happily on it when Cassie called and needed some support and supplies for a school project.

It is a diorama of a story they read.  The story was a translation of a French story called The White Owl.  I am not sure if you can tell but the two people found a deceased person under a log near a sugaring shack and there is a large snowy owl hovering in a tree nearby.  That is all I know of the story, but I can tell you, I had huge fun helping Cassie create her people and her scene.

I have no idea if that meets anybody else's idea of a weekend of wonderful.  None of the things that happened were really big. None of them would mean anything to anybody else, but if I tell you I had the loveliest of weekends, and that it was deeply wonderful and exciting to me,  you will just have to believe me.  It was great!

And today I have to do laundry, bleeeech, because that is the way of the world.