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That tiny strand of green is all that is left of the handspun I made for this scarf.
Talk about cutting it close. I was sweating out the last repeat while reminding myself that I still needed some yarn for the bind off.
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Here she is blocking and those colors are certainly....um..vivid.
I'm hoping that come the cruel, gray dead of winter these tropical hues will be a welcome sight.
I know I owe a lot to this silly little scarf as she kept me company during some very dark hours as I worked my way through a mountain of grief.
I love those colors. I thought about how nice seeing those colors on a cold rainy winter morning would be for someones psychie and then I read what your wrote. I guess great minds think alike.
ReplyDeleteI said that but now I am in the kitchen dyeing that bright red sweater I made last year into something dull so I can actually wear it. Since I learned how to over dye stuff, nothing is safe!
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