Arlee Bird of Tossing It Out had a wonderful post for bloggers on Friday called “I Don’t Know What to Blog About.”
You can blame him for this post about yarn.
Now, because a lot of you are writers and this is general a writerly/bookish blog, you might think I plan to write about “a narrative of adventures” or a “tall tale.”
Not at all.
The kind of yarn I’m focusing on today is “a continuous often plied strand composed of either natural or man-made fibers…”
because I have a whole bunch of yarn stashed in the guest room and my crocheting basket and even in a footstool that has a convenient storage place under a removable lid.
As with my books, I have a fear of being stranded in my home with no way to get to a store or library, so I stock up.
I have enough yarn on hand to last two or three winters, which is when I do most of my projects (while “watching” television). Colors range from baby blanket pastels to vibrant Christmas reds and greens. Soft textures for newborns and sturdy washable yarns for teen afghans.
Sometimes I do a few baby afghans and donate them to Project Linus, which by the way is a great thing to do if you knit, crochet, weave or quilt baby blankets. Other times I work on afghans to use at home or to give as gifts to my kids and other family members. I have a granny square shawl pattern I like (but have given all of them away so I have no photo to show), and like to experiment with other granny square projects.
Arlee says he was able to go on and on about his stapler when he was reaching for a blogging topic. I, however, think I’ve said what I need to see about my yarn addiction.
I’ll let the photos tell the rest of the story.