when i took a step back
and looked honestly at the progress of my nomadic nights slouch
i could see it was a good idea gone sideways.
the three very differently textured yarns
that i had chosen so they would
pop individually,
blended together until the personality of each fiber was lost.
ugh. time for plan b.
i lovingly rewound the original skeins for another day,
and began again
with three
muted shades of
this is big, squishy
bulky at its
best.
still enjoying holly‘s pattern and now i’m so liking
the finished hat as well.
i guess that since
the snow
refuses to hear
my pitiful cries and stop,
that i might get quite a bit of
wear out of my new
slouch.
[love]