Ok, show of hands... who reads the Yarn Harlot?
Whoa! Just felt the air shift from all the hands shooting up. (For those who still haven't discovered her, a serious treat awaits. Go get a drink, snack, anything you may need to remain comfortable at your computer for days. Then click on the link above and enjoy!)
You may have noticed the Harlot's rave review (scroll down to the May 2 and 8 entries) of this fantastic yarn from the Unwind Yarn Comapny. Dana, the brilliant artist and indie dyer, creates the most gorgeous colorways on incredibly squishy soft yarn. Luckily for us, Dana is friends with the fabulous Wendy, a dear friend and KANer. Wendy hooked us up with Dana and here's what happened:
Unwind Yarn is now available at our shop! I am soooo excited. And Dana even made a special colorway just for us - The Big Red Couch.
I don't usually claim new inventory for myself - honest. Unless it is for a store sample. But, this was different. A skein of Big Red Couch came home with me. It had to. Thanks Dana!
While we're talking socks, I should mention that our supply of Alpaca Sox from Classic Elite has been replenished.
And more colors in Cascade's Heritage Sock yarn:
Thanks to the Tuesday knitters, a bunch of the Heritage flew out of the shop this morning. I'm afraid it is a rather dangerous yarn. You touch it, and you must have it. Joannie said it was like petting a kitten.
Dale was one of the knitters enjoying the overflowing sock displays. And she brought in the sweater that she is working on for Pete. The design is from The Best of Knitters: Arans and Celtics. As always, her work is beautiful - Pete is very lucky!
We also have 3 of the latest pattern books from Classic Elite.
This is totally not related to any of the above, but I just gotta share my morning adventure. It proved that emergency knitting is REALLY important.
As I got ready to head out the door to start my day, I reached for my keys. Found the set for the car, but no sign of the keys to the shop. Looked everywhere. Called Peter. Yup. He had them. In his bag. In Portland.
I was locked out.
Thankfully, Becka was nearby and could let me in.
I channelled my inner zen-knitter, camped out in the back of the car, and made the most of my situation.
Peter will be making an emergency set of keys tonight.