in where there is a cry for help

Due to the generosity of knitters, indie dyers and some incredible friends, I have more than a bit of a stash out here. I call it my Afghani-stash, and it makes me so happy; on the whole it is a tactile, smooshy, warm and soft representation of the kindness of strangers and the warmth of friends.

I have a bit more than I know what to do with right now, and I've sworn not to buy anything else until I've worked through the majority of what I have- and that'll probably carry me some time into my return to the States. I've purchased very little yarn out here- I really haven't needed to- and I'm trying to avoid getting any more. I'm getting pretty stoic about it. So when I face deep and severe temptation, I take drastic steps.


(Alchemy Sock Yarn in Deep Forest, from fiberphile)

Please, someone, for the love of God, go to fiberphile's shop and buy some of her sock yarns. Make yourself something lovely out of them. Send me pictures, and let me live vicariously through you, but get them sold so I can stop compulsively looking at them, nearly buying them, and feeling weak. Her oranges and greens are terrible for my stash resolutions. The yarn is gorgeous, smooth and strong and well dyed- it even comes with a tiny Eucalan sample!


(Eclipse sock yarn in Ember from fiberphile.)

  One thought on “in where there is a cry for help

  1. Gingy
    February 4, 2009 at 10:52 am

    Along with my newfound crush on pizza, this sock yarn makes me feel a little funny in my tummy.

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