Today, I had another KnitPicks Package arrive (and have two more that will be coming in the next week or so). I definitely am a yarn addict. I have enough yarn to keep me knitting for years, which is a good thing.
In my order that came today, I got four balls of Stroll Fingering weight yarn, two balls each of Ash and Cobblestone Heather. I also got ten balls of Flagstone Heather Wool of the Andes Tweed worsted weight yarn.
Yes, I am well aware that I am ordering a lot of Grey yarns. I love grey yarn. Greys, natural tones and blues are my favorite colors at the moment. These are the colors I love to work with.
Most people are not a fan of grey, especially around here where we get so many grey, overcast, rainy days. That is exactly why I love grey. I love the grey, overcast, rainy days. I love them because (at least in this part of the country), they are cooler, and you don’t have the sun in your eyes. For me they are more enjoyable. As someone who doesn’t handle heat very well – it’s currently about 64 degrees Fahrenheit, and I am about at my upper limit for being comfortable – I prefer the cooler overcast days. As long as it’s not pouring down rain, I enjoy going hiking when it it is cool and overcast as well as just getting out and doing stuff.
The days that it is pouring down rain, are best spent inside with a nice hot cuppa tea and knitting. Or going and getting lost in my favorite yarn and craft stores.
Earlier this week, I had to go and run a couple errands and decided to get out of the city. I wound up in the foothills of the cascade range (the mountains that divide Western Oregon from Central and Eastern Oregon). I started seeing snow at about 1400 – 1500 feet. That day I would have given about anything to live out that way, and be able to have a fire going in the woodstove, a pot of soup going, a nice hot cuppa tea, Call The Midwife on the TV and my knitting.
While I grew up in the city, the older I get, the simpler / more old fashioned kind of life I want to live. The kind of life where I have a nice big garden in the summer, and some chickens, maybe some goats, and so much more.
When I started knitting when I was 10, I had no idea how learning a craft out of boredom would become a passion.
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