Purlescence closed for a week to move to their new digs–a few doorways to the left from the old, a bigger space. They put in new wood floors. They puzzled over how to get the tall yarn cubes out of the old shop, those having been assembled inside for the original Carolea’s Knitsch decades ago.
Today was the grand reopening celebration, but they just didn’t need my nagging bit of sore throat.
So I decided to celebrate in spirit: I found some Kid Seta I’d bought from them and thought about starting something with it. But I have some knuckle inflammation going on, it was a bit hard for my hands to hold that fine a strand.
I pulled out a skein of very thin cashmere that had stumped me when it had arrived from an online purchase. The color. Brilliant red on the orange side? Not so much here. That fine a laceweight would take a lot of time to use up a color that didn’t do it for me.
The Kid Seta was a muted red with the silk shimmering lighter, rather pinkish against the fuzzies.
But wait. Colors affect how the one next to them is perceived, they’re like humans that way, maybe they just need to be closer together. I cast on. I knitted. It lagged and got interrupted at first as I wasn’t sure, and then the further along it got the more I liked it till it was hard to put down and suddenly I was 26″ into the thing.
And it is gorgeous! Who knew?
Quick, tell Congress: the differences blending together are what make it come out so pretty.
(Pattern: Rabbit Tracks with an extra stitch each side as there should be.)