But not the purple buffalo
Friday November 06th 2009, 9:57 pm
Filed under: Knit,LYS

Last night at Purlescence, I got to the end of a long row on the shawl I was working on and didn’t want to start another before quitting time; a good excuse to browse the shop a bit.

There was some Blue Moon Peru I’d seen before that I’d never really paid much attention to.  I was going to buy laceweight, and at 500 yards/8 oz, this was anything but.  Yeah, I did like that blues skein at the front, but that Rooster Rock–what was it about it?  It kept leaping into my hands–cautiously, because there were little things right there to snag that one skein in its spot if I weren’t careful.

Maybe being protective of the yarn contributed to the feeling. Dunno. Three times I picked it up, unsnagging it gently from the display case; twice I put it back.  That heavier stuff was just not what I had come for.  The blue one, I held it out in the light just once, eh, nah, even though I quite liked its denimness.  There–I put them both behind me and went and found the completely different yarn I thought I wanted, a buffalo blend in purple, around the corner. And that was that.

And yet.

I went back.


I finally held one skein in each hand, the purple this and the Rooster Rock that. And thought, I quite like this (glancing at the left hand.)   And it’s in a color I love.  But *this* makes me feel deliciously, wonderfully happy (glancing at the Rooster Rock.)  I looked at the colors, trying to figure out how that could possibly be so.

It’s not the gauge I wanted to work with.  That bit of graygreen in one area I would never have chosen, although I like the rusts and the earthy purples.  It IS deliciously soft; but ohmygoodness, so was that buffalo, most emphatically.

All I know is, that skein has nothing to do with me. It has everything to do with…I have not a clue who yet.  But it wanted to dance for joy in my hands in sheer anticipation, enough to part me from the price of it, and I thought of Marguerite’s cashmere.  (She is doing well now, thanks.)

And now I want to run go knit it up so I will be ready–again–to find out why at the right moment.

Just let me go quick finish up this last bit of Casbah Topaz first….

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How well you know how little I know about knitting!
I’ve been saving this bit of humor for just this situation —

Perhaps you heard about the elderly woman with knitting needles who was denied a flight on a plane. They were afraid she would knit an afghan.

Comment by Don Meyer 11.06.09 @ 10:14 pm

The yarn whisperer or is it that the yarn itself talks to the true heart of a knitter;)Hugs Darcy

Comment by Darcy 11.06.09 @ 10:53 pm

Sometime, the yarn just wants to come live with you. What a fun name for a great colorway!

Comment by Channon 11.07.09 @ 6:32 am

Someone will need a winter scarf, I think.

Comment by Barbara-Kay 11.07.09 @ 6:50 am

sometimes the yarn just chooses you!

Comment by rho 11.07.09 @ 7:13 am

Always trust what the yarn tells you! 🙂

Comment by TripletMom 11.07.09 @ 8:00 am

Isn’t it annoying when things tell you stuff that doesn’t make sense–and you know you’re going to have to WAIT to understand what it means. I had a discussion with my sister Becky last night about things people say that start out sounding incredibly stupid, and turn out to be exactly the right thing. But oh, the waiting is hard.

Comment by LauraN 11.07.09 @ 9:11 am

Decisions, decisions. I love those yarn shop moments. So far I have never regretted a purchase although I have regretted not purchasing a few times.

Comment by Julie 11.07.09 @ 9:36 am

I love when yarn talks to me… pretty soon we’re gonna call you “Yarn Whisperer”

Comment by Diana Troldahl 11.07.09 @ 4:03 pm

Ha! Darcy beat me to it!

Comment by Diana Troldahl 11.07.09 @ 4:04 pm

Take all the time you need. We’ll be here, patiently waiting for the follow-up on that story. 😉

Comment by Suzanne in Mtl 11.09.09 @ 6:28 am

Sometimes the yarn has to shout, not whisper, eh?

Comment by twinsetellen 11.09.09 @ 8:45 pm

I just read a fascinating book called “How We Decide”–it talks about how we have two decision-making systems, one emotional and largely subconscious and one rational. And it said that in a study of matters of taste, the people who looked at an art object, then walked away and didn’t think about it, then came back and chose the item based on how they felt about it- were way more satisfied than the people who tried to analyze what they did and didn’t like about something. So.. science agrees! Some part of you knows this is the right yarn. You just have to listen to yourself. (I *highly* recommend the book- very well-written and interesting.)

Comment by RobinH 11.10.09 @ 7:13 am

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