The wool had been hiding, safe from moths…. and apparently safe from me too! I had no idea where I had stashed it, reminding me that we all do get more like our mothers as we age…. my mom was infamous for hiding things to keep them safe, and never finding them again. Or, to the delight of her grandchildren, offering rewards for the lucky child who could!
This wool was purchased in Portland a few years ago. A remnant, just saying wool/wool blend. I purchased it, along with a few more pieces. They were washed, then baptized in the Pacific ocean (I always get strange looks from the beach goers, wondering what the crazy lady is doing!). And then put someplace safe 😉
Found my stash a couple of weeks ago (Ellie’s jacket was made from one of the pieces)….. was VERY happy!! Especially since the milky merino that I had splurged on was also in the container!
Had hoped to duplicate, roughly, the wonderful results that I had had on the blanket. But didn’t. Love it anyway!
I’ve noticed something about prints, and life. From a distance things can seem murky and dismal…. but upon closer inspection, all the little gems shine forth. Reminds me that I need to be happy with those little delights and not concentrate so much on the big picture. I’d be so much happier if I did!
The skirt fits and I love it!
Not sure why I can’t iron out the creases (couldn’t with Ellie’s jacket either). Perhaps it was with something added to the wool? But I am not going to let a few wrinkles make me unhappy….. if I did that, I’d get depressed every time I looked into the mirror 😉
Oh…. 17 people have their names in the ‘hat’ so far…… I am amazed at the response!