Thanks to everyone who pointed out yesterday that another blue cardigan would in fact be my fourth in a row, not my third. How quickly we (read: I) forget. The steeked jacket. Of course. Was it not blue as well?
I wear it often and yet it seems to have slipped my mind as a project. How odd.
Nevertheless, despite some people urging me to give the red alpaca and the Gathered Pullover a go as a couple, that relationship just didn't sit right with me. No spark. No fizz. The red alpaca is going to play the field a little before it settles down. OK, enough with that particular metaphor, stunning though it is.
Sometimes, impulse is best. Right after I posted last night, I went stash diving and came out with some yarn I bought eons ago. From ebay. Haven't done that for a while. Is everyone tired of ebay now? I know I am. Such a painful way to get your fix.
Then the magic occurred. The stars aligned. And my Gathered Pullover was born. In Bendigo Woollen Mills Colonial 5ply. The colour is, I believe sage, not that they make it anymore and not that I ever kept the ball bands way back when. By the light of my kitchen, I think you can kinda make out the pale greeny sageness of it.
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