I have no idea how Karen got a solid fiber, not a blend, to come out shimmery and heathery out of a single color as if it had some silk in it that might be slightly resisting the dye–but there isn’t any, just ordinary wool doing a pretty dance. I do have to say, it grabs my eyes and my hands and sits me right down there right on that seat and declares, “KNIT!”
And so I do.
Maybe that deadline of Stitches next week to gleefully show it off to her is helping, too.