Oooh! There's a yarn shop in the next town over! The last one went out of business a few years ago, and I found this one by accident after a disastrous trip to Walmart and Joanne Fabrics. I say disastrous because I did not really want to mix acrylic with the chunky wool I had. Even I, a novice knitter, couldn't really make a scark out of acrylic and chunky wool . . . could I?
Soo, this new yarn shop - the owner is really nice,
not a knitting nazi. I know, it's so, unPC of me to say, but you know the type. When you walk into the store they look at you with
that look and judge you as 'the unclean'. You know not of guage swatches and intarsia (what the hell is that?), you can neither knit with circular or double-pointed(just the thought of that gives me fits). You should crawl back to the primitive cave you came from and not darken the door anymore. But this woman, who just happens to be named Cynthia - a lovely name -, was so helpful. And she's got so many pretty yarns. And they feel so nice. And lots and lots of bamboo needles (ooohhh). I feel so . . . hopeful!
So, for Jesse's scarf, I picked up some Crystal Palace Iceland. Three different kinds of purple to go with the greyish Bernat I had and some size 13 needles to knit it on. And I bought a book -
Stitch and Bitch because the explanations are so understandable. I think I'll be purling in no time!
