That makes 484 g, including ties, and 1358 yards of the dark/med/light, in merino-silk/cashmere/cashmere yarn. Writing it down so I can find it later for sure.
It looks like I spun a raccoon. Or a tabby cat.
And then I started in on a new batch: the same medium and light brown cashmeres and adding in a white strand for the third, plying it back on two strands of the light brown, of which I have much.
But that’s not the interesting part. The interesting part is that I went looking in my stash for a particular old cone to do that with but right there behind the door was one in the color I wanted marked Crudo.
Hey. That’s not merino, that’s cashmere, too. This spinning project just went up a notch.
The inside of the cone had the number of yards left scribbled on it to warn myself it wasn’t the full 150 g anymore–and it dawned on me when I had used that cone before.
Size two needles. Gossamer-fine Seafoam lace. It was for my kids’ old pediatrician, knitted after I’d stumbled across her husband’s obituary in the newspaper. It said he loved the beach…
A gasp, “I LOVE cashmere!”
And, best of all, that I had made it for her. She cherished it, which comforted me when I had come to try to comfort her.
That white cone definitely has memories. I need to do right by the rest of it.
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