Scruffy Beggar

You may call me a dirty pig if you wish but… I just washed my Clapotis for the first time (- I didn’t block it after knitting.)  I only mention this because I am totally gobsmacked at the amount of dye that washed out of it.

The yarn was a hand-dyed Aran weight silk. I washed it in a weak solution of Eucalan and cold water, leaving it to soak without agitation.

Every yarn that I have had from that supplier has run colour. This event was the worst, and has reassured me that an earlier decision not to shop there again was the correct one.

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A Month in France: Nothing is Lost

A Month in France: Nothing is Lost

I am lagging on the Month in the Country prompts, and lagging badly at that. I have a list of prompts t be caught up on and I shall be working my way through them here, or at Scattered Thoughts depending on where the post most naturally sits. I have elected to tackle the prompts not in date order necessarily but to seize upon prompts that offer me space in which to write down the things that I am feeling the need to say. Even if I need to crowbar it in. The thing is, I am going to continue to be short of time and space in which to write and so a two-for-one is useful and I hope to do as many of those as I can. Seems like a plan? … Continue readingA Month in France: Nothing is Lost

Oh, deer

Oh, deer

Nell and I had a lovely walk this morning. The weather has cooled considerably and there was a very pleasant breeze. We both made better time than of late. … Continue readingOh, deer

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