When I am in a knitting slump, one of the things I do is sort through the stash. Sometimes, I am
looking for that spark to get me going again; sometimes I look to see if any of the yarn has lost its luster enough to go to a new home.
Earlier this month, the stash spit out yarn with history. In the early 90's, my friend Bernie went on a backpacking trip through Alaska. As she walked, she picked quiviut fluff off bushes. When she got back home, she took the fluff to a spinner and had yarn spun from the quiviut. The spinner threw in another fiber to make the quiviut less warm.
Bernie sent the yarn to me so that I could make a vest...a one of a kind vest...for her husband. The vest was made and loved. The vest left with the husband. Every once in awhile, the leftover yarn would surface...and I would think about what I could do with it so that Bernie could have something from her Alaska trek.
A few weeks ago, the yarn surfaced again. I looked at it carefully, made a mental note of the likely yardage, and began a scarf adapted from a shawl pattern on Knitpicks. The ends have a funky curly
to them that makes the scarf a little more interesting than endless garter stitch. My decision about the length was based on having enough left over to finish the second end. I knit. I knit. And I knit.
Last week, I finished the scarf and gave it a nice bath in Soak Wash for Handknits. After an overnight rest on the sweater dryer, the scarf was ready to go.
Bernie got it yesterday as a surprise. She said she had had a tough day and was really happy to receive it. Now, Bernie has a memento from the Alaska trip, and I am a bit closer to the center of the stash.
Tuesday, February 26, 2019
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