A Yarn Crisis of Sorts
We went out to the cottage this past Friday so we could take care of this:
(Fortunately nothing else was damaged, except for the purple martin house (the neighbors swapped in an unused one, much to the surprise of the displaced birds); this wall is 60 feet long so you can get a sense of the size of the tree. I appear giant in the setting sun.)
I needed to bring enough yarn to last for 3 days. My first panic set in when I realized I'd grabbed my current socks-in-progress but managed to leave one size 0 needle behind. Not wanting to soldier on with only 4, I started a second pair on #1s:
Then I finished the knitting of one of those new twirly yarns. Panic increased.
Then I moved on to one of the crochet afghan projects; surely this would occupy me for the rest of the weekend!
That is, of course, until I realized that I'd brought too much of the red, and not enough of the black! Sheer panic.
Then, I realized - my loom is here! I can weave a scarf!
(But my fringe twister is not!)
In the end, I started to work on the last of the pre-needlework for June UFO project #4. And guess what?
These are size 0s. I had enough with me all along!
P.S. You would think I'd have taken pictures of the tree removal process. I must have been in a real panic!
P.S. You would think I'd have taken pictures of the tree removal process. I must have been in a real panic!
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