Not too long after Christmas I picked up this beautiful, green, hand painted sock yarn from Yarns, Ect...
Cascade Yarns' Heritage is 75% merino superwash wool and 25% nylon: I was determined to make myself a pair of luxurious socks. However, other projects kept coming up, getting top priority. There was the ballet sweater, the teddy bear, the baby hat, the wash cloths. Oh how I went nuts making log cabin wash cloths for a while! Every time a project was complete, I'd go to my yarn bin, pull out the sock yarn and say, "Okay, today is the day," then I'd hold it, love on it a little, then put it away. I have now been sitting on this yarn for six months. Perhaps I'm hoping if I sit on it just long enough it will eventually hatch into a pair of beautiful, luxurious socks in just my size.
The truth is, this yarn scares me to death. Not only is it the most beautiful yarn I've owned, it is so very fine. And then there are the sock needles: so tiny! I'm frightened of turning this gorgeous, hand painted yarn into a disaster. So, I avoid it. I make a few more wash cloths, another hat, and use up the last bit of cotton yarn in my stash. Yesterday when I went to the yarn stash, and said, "Self, today is the day," it made it out of the bin and onto the kitchen counter.
By the end of the evening, and many expletives later due to knots and tangles, it was a ball.
Since there is no time like the present to face one's fears, as putting such matters off indefinitely cannot be healthy, cast on has commenced.
Wish me patience, as it will be needed!