I crack myself up. I have named the most recent new project in my list “A cowl for George Bailey“, because it is a “buffalo” cowl. Say it fast and with a gutteral “c” and perhaps you will chuckle a bit. Kind of seasonal, eh?
Oh, why buffalo? It isn’t, actually. It’s bison, the bison 2-ply I spun last winter. Every since the spinning it had been telling me it wanted to become Stephanie Pearl-McPhee’s Pretty Thing, and now I am granting that wish.
The long and heavy snowstorm of Sunday has made for some good knitting time and I am 70% of the way through the knitting, partly because it is so enjoyable. This yarn is wonderful fun to knit – it feels like petting a well-muscled but very soft and fuzzy cat. Weird description, yet that is what pops in my head every time I pick it up – there is a substance and suppleness to the yarn covered up by a lovely halo of soft.
Like a fluffy cat, no?
(I’m not sure I have complete buy-in on this.)