We were heading out to the store last night and I opened the door to this heavy, well-dressed box sitting on my porch. It’s from my dear friend Stephanie, partly a favor, partly a gift, and partly a hint.
Steph knows that I make colorful stuffed animals, like this octopus, and that cotton is my colorful-material-of-choice.
When I lived in her basement, she was a constant encouragement in all crafting endeavors. I believe it was while I lived there that I received an order for four of these funky darlings, so she was witness to just how much scrap yarn can go into them. With that said, I believe Steph’s secret message with this box was something like, “Hey, kid, don’t let a little thing like not having a giant stash of colorful cotton yarn keep you from making tons of fun and interesting things. Take this, and go knit stuff.”
There’s a delightful little craft supply shop in Northeast Portland, the Knittn’ Kitten, that I loved supporting when I lived there. If you live in or are visiting the area, I urge you to check it out and to support them. It’s an amazing place for vintage buttons and beads, crazy fabrics, notions, yarn, needles, patterns, and anything else crafty that someone’s grandma might have in her stash. Steph and I keep in touch about our knitting projects, and when she called me from the Knittn’ Kitten a couple weeks ago I had no choice but to let her talk me into ordering up some funky colors of plain old cotton yarn. On top of that, Steph has an amazing stash that’s only grown in the last couple years. Despite her prolific knitterly tendencies, she’s only managed to use up 204353698576 skeins of cotton (read: half the cotton stash) for dishcloths. So, she’s unloading some of the remaining mismatched/scrap stuff on me. What a care package! Note the knitted bathing suit pattern she tossed in there, I can only assume as a joke…
In other news, stay tuned for my Etsy shop, which is back up and will be running soon! I’m aiming to sell mostly jewelry and knitted animals in the summertime, and knitted accessories in the fall and winter.
Speaking of which, here’s what’s on the needles: