Even though we live on the mostly flat prairie, we do have some really beautiful limestone bluffs and driving through the winding carved out roads is so lovely this time of year.
I never did get around to having a candy cane before the holidays were over, and now that the tree is down and the cheer is all packed up, the mood has completely passed. They’ll lay in a pile on the table until I’m sick of looking at them. I always think next year I’m not buying them, I’m NOT ..but then I fall for their nostalgic cuteness and dollar a box lure as soon as the seasonal aisle starts taking shape in late September. The grandma thrift in me has even tried to store the leftover canes till next year ..don’t ever do that.
Besides being kinder, gentler and more understanding in 2018, my goal is still one of working through & loving my yarn stash. I’m not setting limits or pre-building in guilt (because let’s face it I’m gonna buy yarn) but instead I’m trying to be less impulsive when making purchases and only bring in things that I truly adore. I’m also trying to change how I think of my beautiful XXL stash, fingering is not only fingering, but when doubled can be a light worsted, weaving my ideal length of scarf roughly uses 800 yards of fingering or 500 yards of worsted. I can mix and match weights and colors to create new weights and new colors, I am only limited by my own limits 💕
Starting off first things first, holding double strands of worsted to make a chunky cable knit hat and sipping on a cold creamy chai (even though we haven’t been out of single digit temps, I always prefer my drinks iced, my already overly hot bod can’t handle hot drinks in any season :)
I can’t even remember the last time I knit this big, it mostly goes back to that hot body thing and the practicality of wearing fire. It’s also been a while since I’ve had a hat pattern smack me so hard I dropped everything and cast on for it right away (I hoard patterns too!) ..but the idea of using 2x the amount of stash yarn has this girl who can barely stand a jacket, contemplating all the double stranded woolies!