here is one of the strangest things about designing.

i have spent weeks and weeks with solitude wool‘s yarn

targhee2 (oh how i love it!).

i have adjusted and re-swatched until

i has just the gauge and drape (or lack thereof)

that i’d hoped for all along.

i’m happy with the proportions and sizing.

it really is just what i envisioned it would be.now i have packed it into a little box and

mailed it to wonderful strangers whom i have only ‘met’ via e-mails.

in a while, crocodile.

soon they will primp and preen it for a photo shoot.

a few months down the road, the pattern will be released and

it will travel place to place

(with more nice people i don’t know except via e-mail)

as a sample of what this yarn can do.

come back soon, baboon.

about a year from now, when i am knee deep into

one new design or another,

it will quietly return to me without notice

in the big black mailbox at the end of the drive.

keep it real, harbor seal.

having not seen it for so long face to face

i will look on it again with fresh eyes.

sometimes these reunions inspire me,

sometimes they lead me to shake my head

at how much i didn’t know a year ago and how much i have learned.

often i laugh for sheer joy

at holding the stitches in my hands once again.

always i remember the process of how that idea came to be a real tangible thing.

then i bundle it away for a time and get back to the deadline at hand.

over and out, rainbow trout.

‘fresh’ taken from 47:9 of ezekiel.