I rarely use the word special when referring to yarn. It’s not that I don’t love yarn, I obviously do! I just don’t think of any one yarn as particularly ‘special’. Lately though I’ve been getting kind of precious with my yarn choices and I have an undying urge to knit with rare and exotic fibers. Being back in the shop at Urban Yarns is not helping this situation. We recently got in some Yak down yarn. It’s 137 yards or so of a worsted weight and it’s $50 a ball. This seems like a ridiculous thing to covet so seriously. I walked by it every day this past week and thought (in kind of an obsessive fashion) ‘what might I make with this yarn?’, ‘what pattern might this natural colour look good with’, ‘how many balls would I need to make x?’, ‘would baby booties and a hat be crazy in this yarn?’, ‘do I even wear fingerless gloves?’ and on and on and on….
I haven’t picked up a ball yet but I’m seriously obsessing. It’s becoming a problem. The yak yarn sits next to the qiviuk and the bison yarn too. They are also starting to pique my interest. Maybe I need to spend some serious time with my stash….or maybe I need to pick up a ball of yak yarn…..