Yarn, Part II
Yesterday, a skein of yarn came to me in the mail. This isn’t a rare happening; in fact, it is way too common. I had bought it for two reasons…one, I needed a skein of yarn (not this one) to test knit for a friend and I didn’t want it to get lonely in the mail; two, it was a new base and I wanted to try it out (Codex from The Sanguine Gryphon, in case you are curious).
I didn’t want to knit with it…not now, not yet. I’m in the middle of several other projects…a sweater, a secret, a spinning marathon…I didn’t have time for something new.
But this yarn…it wouldn’t take no for an answer. It kept calling to me. Even when it was hidden behind a pillow, it still called out…”Knit Me! Knit me now!”
Tonight, I gave in. I wound it. Tried to figure out what it should be…what to do with one skein, 240 yards of worsted weight, single ply, BFL/silk blend. I said…anything but a scarf. I hate knitting scarves. I’ll get so bored.
But this skein…it said “I will be a scarf, and I will be beautiful”. And so I thought…cables? lace? texture? What should I do? And I looked through one of my Japanese stitch dictionaries…and no more than ten pages in, the answer appeared. I started knitting…and I was happy. But then the yarn told me…”Almost Allison, but this isn’t quite right.” And so I frogged…but I now know what this yarn wants to be. It wouldn’t be quiet and it wouldn’t wait its turn…but it spoke, loud and clear. And it will be beautiful.