This shawl was that kind of yarn. The store is near where Sibling-the-Younger lives and it was On Sale! Surely that meant I needed six skeins of orange yarn whose silk content made it glow, didn't it?
I even had a pattern picked out over a year ago, though I did have to remind myself that non-superwash wool and silk were probably not the ideal choice for a baby gift, which was my initial plan.
But onto the needles it went and I started hauling it around. Everyone's comment was how bright this yarn was, how very orange.
Those pictures are a bit dark because it was wet. Trust me when I say the yarn wasn't the easiest to photograph but believe me when I say that it shines. And thus it was, in Washington DC when grabbing a drink with my friend who has recently abandoned me for a new state and job, that I had this on my lap. She delighted in the yarn and the project and so of course, it moved with her.
This from the week she moved.... *sniffle* But it will go to her new home and absolutely be a statement piece over a black dress this fall, and she'll fit right in among the fall foliage. Sometimes yarn has a purpose when it comes home with me to be stash; other times, it finds it's mission later on. There's more yarn like that this fall-- I realized a couple of skeins I bought years ago will be perfect for a person I didn't yet even know existed.
Such is the benefit of a deep stash.
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