Observation: It’s really difficult to suck in a sufficient amount of yarn fumes to cure your lack of mojo when you’re wearing a damn mask.
I went to my LYS with the intention to buy myself one skein of yarn and one as a gift. I smartly looked at their online shop so I would have an idea where I wanted to concentrate my looking. The plan was local indy dyer sock yarn. Something I hadn’t seen before. Something unique and special. The skein on the left was the plan: Campfire Knits Backcountry in Merryweather. It’s 75% merino and 25% nylon, my favorite for socks.
I made the mistake of checking out a few skeins that caught my eye. Let’s hope there are no yarn dyers reading this. I am a sucker when the name of the yarn color means something to me. I think I’d buy natural undyed if it had the right name: Dingy Ghost or maybe Barely Toasted Marshmallow. When the color and the name mean something to me I can’t control myself, at all. That brings me to the skein on the right. It’s Artistic by Abi self-striping sock in Dunkin’ Donuts. How fun is that!