Yarn Sex

It was quite a sight at Social Knitting last night. I don't have a picture, regrettably, to share.

The Malabrigo yarn had arrived late and Sonja and I did not get it put away, rather it was on the table in the room where the social knitters meet. I left the room to get more chairs at some point and came back to find a bag of the lace weight (that beautiful teal pictured at the far left) ripped open and yarn being fondled amid a chorus of "oohs" and "aahs". Kim had looped the hank around her neck and was cuddling it. I think they liked it!



A couple of hours earlier, Sonja looked through the colors. We wanted to pick favorites, but it's too hard.