Shot before the snowstorms started, a week ago.
Were I a more restrained blogger, I'd simply caption this "What Beverly said".
But, I am not. Still, go over and read her story of the shawl.
More and more, I make things with meaning attached to the materials. A special yarn, a pattern that's suggested or created by a friend, colors that remind me of a very specific geography, the handwork done in a moment that stays with the piece forever. This? Has it all.
The Rifton yarn is a joy to work with, I wish you could see the subtle speckles and color blends. It's softened, drapier now, a week after blocking, than in these photos. The color is exactly the Atlantic in winter, the views I never get tired of.
550 yards, almost down to the last yard. I added a picot edge. I am no ace crocheter--I may hook out a Big Ass Granny Square blanket now and then, but I rarely follow a crochet pattern. That may change, I enjoyed this so much.
Three Wingfeathers underway, mine on the left, in two Rifton colorways. The yarn comes wrapped in a muslin cloth, a lovely detail. It's a limited run, so if you feel inspired, go get it now.
oh and about those sneakers..they really have knitting on them! An impulse purchase while in NYC. Love. Pretty much them and the Wingfeathers=my winter uniform. Except , of course, for the 2+ feet of new snow on the ground making real boots a necessity.