I sincerely hope so. These yarns screamed at me to be put together. It took a while for them to decide what suited them best. At first, they said lined mittens and socks. When I was about half way through a mitten, they said, ‘No. That’s not it’. I reminded them that it really doesn’t get that cold around here. I suggested gloves. They laughed. They knew that I love to make gloves. They suggested getting out the fair isle glove book. We really had a good time with that one. There were so many beautiful designs. They started jumping up and down and screamed, ‘This is it! This is it!’ I had my doubts. Once I had finished the cuff , they agreed with me. They wanted to know what happened to the pattern. They couldn’t see it. I said, ‘I told you so’, and pulled it all apart. So. I did what I wanted.
Who’s laughing now? Silly old yarn. What do they know?
Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware 