I have run out of most of the little balls of yarn that I've been using for Baba Yaga's robe (though the moth-eaten sweater is still going strong). I remembered that I had an unwelcome delivery last summer, of a boxful of wool hats that didn't sell. I sold about half of them at various craft fairs, but the remainder's been in that box, until now.
They are partially felted, but with some judicious yanking the yarn mostly unravels. So, the ceremonial robe is growing as those poor old hats are being cannibalized. You can see a heathery-turquoise cable knit thing at the top of the picture, which is re-forming on the needle.
Plus, after a week indoors, the beargrass is getting brittle. I tried soaking hanks of it and they soften right up, so yay, the robe continues to get its share of plant matter.
They are partially felted, but with some judicious yanking the yarn mostly unravels. So, the ceremonial robe is growing as those poor old hats are being cannibalized. You can see a heathery-turquoise cable knit thing at the top of the picture, which is re-forming on the needle.
Plus, after a week indoors, the beargrass is getting brittle. I tried soaking hanks of it and they soften right up, so yay, the robe continues to get its share of plant matter.
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