The yarn room needs cleaning, and today’s the day to do it. The open house next week demands it. And yarn is everywhere. Yarn covers the floor, yarn billows from tubs, great piles of yarn are heaped on the couch and the table and the top of the TV and virtually every flat surface in the house. As I write, Mr. KB jostles the stitch dictionaries in the bookcase with just enough gusto to make me wonder if he’s a wee bit frustrated. Mr. KB and I are at loggerheads. I say I’ve got enough yarn for perhaps six months’ projects; he says it’s enough for six years. I’m the expert here. I’m the knitter, aren’t I? How would he know how long it takes to make a sweater? So there.
Whenever we do this, fear strikes me - God forbid that I end up turning into one of those hoarders that show up on Oprah, wringing their hands pitifully while Oprah gently scolds them for refusing to throw away cancelled envelopes and Sunday Times magazines? - but as much as that’s entirely possible, I insist on believing that creative clutter can be good clutter. Yarn is paint, as far as I’m concerned. And nobody asks a painter to store fewer colors.
In actual knitting news, the argyle sweater is well under way. Many people have asked me if the pattern is available for posting. Since it came from a book rather than a yarn company pamphlet, I’m far less confident that its copyright might not have been renewed, and therefore I’m not able to put it up until I can do some research. The good news is that the book is worth looking into - it’s packed with great stuff - so I’m doing my best to find out in the hopes of adapting the patterns for modern use and putting them up. If anyone lives in the DC area and would like to take a stroll to the Copyright Office for me, I’d be much obliged!