I want to know right now what will it be
I have a stash of accessories stacked in the guest room, each with a little Moo MiniCard attached. Most of them will be gifts. Some may go to charity. I’m not sure which is which at this point, so I’ve been hesitant to blog about them, lest the recipients see them ahead of Santa’s arrival. But at some point, the Malabrigo (and the cute pictures of your little girl) make their own demands.
There’s been a rash of plans-not-working recently. I decide what I want the yarn to be, package it up all neat and tidy, and set it on the shelf. But when I take it down, the yarn doesn’t want to cooperate.
No problem like that here. One skein, beautiful needles, back and forth. I did the first few rows several times before I figured out how to read the knitting and do the repeat automatically. But there was never any doubt that this warm embrace of yarn wanted to stretch out, enjoy some negative space, rise into texture that you don’t want to stop touching.
A scarf is as much about the skin as the cold wind on the other side. Cover your neck, your ribs, your wrists, your toes, and see if you don’t feel warm all the way through.