Stash, aka, every knitter's dirty little secret. Some are bigger than others, and we squirrel them away carefully as if they were illicit like the stuff that makes hemp yarn.
The very organized knitter keeps his or her stash carefully labeled in lovely bins by fiber, color, and project.
I long to be this knitter. I'm on way to being this knitter. I felt like a knitter with a dirty secret until I pulled my stash out its many hiding places (under the bed, in my closet, in bags on the floor, in end tables and nightstands) and laid it all out on my bed.
It's not that bad!
Imagine my thrill, my delight, my realization, I can BUY MORE YARN!
Wait. What the???? Why!!! I have all this yarn and I still want more? Well, the Tahki Bunny Print is nice, but I don't know what to do with it. The Vermont O-Wool is yummy, but the color--it ain't me. Same with the Cascade 220 in a tomato coral red. Great yarn, great color, not moi.
I can sell/swap those yarns, but shouldn't I knit through my Rowan, my Louisa Harding silks, my Dream in Color Classy? Yes, yes, I will! The navy silk is for Simple Knitted Bodice. The turquoise silk is for Sahara. The Dream in Color for My Favorite Cardigan. The Sidar Blur? Most likely queued up for Birgitte Pullover. If I have enough. Otherwise, it's Veronique from French Girl Knits.
I have a Louisa on needles made from Thalia yarn, and I can't decide whether I ought to finish my hibernating Vivian (made from Malabrigo worsted) or double it up and make a Wrenna from it.
See...this is what a stash does to you. It addles your brain and depletes your wallet. Yarn is not cheap. Not good yarn anyway. I want to love cheaper yarn. I'm going to experiment with it this summer. But I still can't stop thinking about a Wicked sweater in Dream in Color Classy's Chinatown Apple.
Knitting? It's addictive. Yarn? Our drug. And yes, we hide our stashes.
But I'm willing to share my dirty secret with the world. Here is my stash...feast your eyes.
Chinatown Apple. Mmmm....yep, already starting to obsess.
1 month ago