Sunday, August 9, 2020

A world of beige

 My boring trial inspired burst of inspiration has led to my first cast on.  

I am loving the pattern, and the yarn, except for one thing. There is a lot of beige.  I hate beige.  Beige is not a color.  It is the absence of all color.  I see the pretty pink and burgandy, and I know  that those pretty colors are coming.  For now, however, there is row and after, repeat after repeat, endless stitches of . . . .  beige.  

Meanwhile, I have found something even more dangerous that matching patterns and stashed yarns to keep me amused in court: searching stash for sale. Especially when one person has a bunch for sale, with discounts and free shipping if you buy enough.  This could get dangerous.  Especially when I am staring at a whole bunch of beige.  My immunity is compromised to pretty new colors.  

Today it is all about the need for colors.