I cannot tell a lie – although I fibbed so hard my nose grew as long
as one of my size #13 Swing Needles, when I said I wasn’t going to get any yarn at SMW…
All the knitting divas I’ve asked have told me, quaility work needs, nay! begs for quality Raw Goods. Who am I to argue…

L. to R.: Natural Grey Polwarth & Silk (for a stole); Dk. Grn & Navy w/Lime Malabrigo (for a felted Bucket Hat); and pretty colored Hemp/Wool Mini’s (for socks!)
So imagine my surprise, when unpacking my goodie bag from SMW (finally this morning), I unleashed the yarn that grabbed me by the throat during the festival. These were things I’d never seen before! These were things I couldn’t get around the corner, on the street or missed on the web…
Especially interesting – the Polwarth & Silk Fingering Weight, (from Rovings, in Canada). I wandered by a booth from our very own “the Fold” and overheard two teenagers talking as they were petting some wool in a pile before them. They were gushing as if it was the Waxy Head of Chad Michael Murray popping up for a quick pat and I listened with great interest (and actual awe!) as they waxed poetic over YARN!
DO TELL? And they did – they told me all about it! Both these young ladies were outfitted in their own creations – one in a beautiful lace shawl, the other a very cool poncho. They were spinners, fiber connoisseurs, and I listened with rapt interest! They said Polwarth, especially with silk, is surely worthy poetry and more. I intend to make a stole out of it. Reading in my copy of In Sheep’s Clothing I found that it is also known for its softness and durability. And WHO could knock the Teen Seal of Approval?

Along with inspiring raw goods, one needs inspiring vibes to make glorious creations. ENTER THE HEARTthrob: it’s so easy to watch TV while I’m knitting away and who better than Action Hero Don Eppes (do you know his real name?) to keep my needles company!
Is it just me or is this a picture (grabbed while I was fooling around with my creaky old digital camera) a little too reminiscent of one D. Duchovny? And where the heck is he anyway?