I fell down a hole at Six Loose Ladies when we went to Vermont over Thanksgiving weekend. It wasn’t my fault! I have a family of enablers. The Cascade 220 Superwash will be socks for my sweetie. That lovely rose colored Cascade mohair will be a scarf for my mother. That red Malabrigo will also decorate my mom–she needs a hat (I’m thinking the Kilter hat that someone linked to on this thread). There’s a bag of multi colored roving peeking out at the top that will thrum a mitten for my sister-ish. You can just see the K on the Interweave holiday issue that I am still mad about. Dirty pool Interweave–you took advantage of the impulse purchases. You won’t fool me again. Piecework has some gorgeous embroidery in at that I will never, ever do but I like to look at it.
That coil of purples in the middle is my new favorite thing. It’s a sock blank dyed by a local artist. Also going to be for my mom when I stop playing with it. It’s dyed so you can easily have two matching socks but the colors are so pretty and the changes so gradual that I am toying with the idea of fraternal socks instead of identical.
If you don’t know Six Loose Ladies you need to. They have a solid, if smallish, selection of mainstream yarns (Cascade, Noro, Rowan, etc.) but their real strength and beauty is in the local yarns. Tons and tons of them. And it’s fun to go in and just hang out. Except we all know what happens then–you start to look around and you end up buying the Topsy Turvy toy book because it is just too darn cute to resist.