Robin dumped the Koigu on the bed, and much like playing with marbles, or blocks, or puzzle pieces, the skeins somehow arranged themselves into color families
Merrill squinted her eyes together, tightly, blurring color, finding color progressions, accent colors, a painters palette of skeins. I squinted my eyes, and all I saw was a blur, but my DUI clients do say they drive better if they squint.
Project No. 1 - Hmm? Ideas anyone?
Project No. 2 - Ronnen's Unidentified Project
(The Boyfriend project - I guess if she gets a ring by the time she gets to this wool, it can be a sweater)
Project 3 - Abandoned Baby Project
Project 5 - Please - like she's going to get to this batch in this lifetime!
Not all of the Koigu seemed to play well with others, there was a miscellaneous mystery skein here and there. And, after play time was over, we put it all back in the bag, no milk and cookies, just nap time. How long the slumber will be . . . I don't know . . . those ends of the fabu Koigu baby blanket aren't quite woven in yet . . .