Sunday, November 10, 2013

Stash Busting Bonanza

The worst part about living in a historical home--besides the never ending drain to the finances--is the complete lack of storage space. I've determined the only way I can live harmoniously in New Sheville is not to build more storage, but to eliminate the need for more storage. Ever since the Tour de Fleece this summer, I've been doing a pretty good job of spending my evening hours engaged in the activity of reducing the stash. I've spun and dyed a lot of yarn.

Light Walnut

Plied with mohair

Cochineal

Dark Walnut




















I have made three scarves.

More of a cowl really

Mountain Colors River Twist yarn

Kid size

I have made fingerless mitts for the whole family.

Mine

The boy's

The girl's

And I finally finished a pair of socks I started a million years ago.

I really don't like making socks

And yet, somehow, it doesn't even look like I've made a dent. How can that be? It has to be some sort of unsolved mathematical mystery.

7 comments:

Milah Frost said...

Wow, I'm really impressed! I loved the fingerless gloves when I was a mail carrier, they worked great! Socks turned out great, are there simpler patterns you might like better?

Tombstone Livestock said...

Maybe a sweater or an afghan would use up more stash, of course larger items take a larger block of time. Good job on the all your projects.

knotyourgrandmother.blogspot.com said...

My home is 140 yrs old so I feel you pain on so many levels.

Florida Farm Girl said...

Fabric and yard procreate in secret so there's never a reduction in the stash amount. At least that's my theory and it seems to be proven by my stash of quilting fabric. Hope you're doing well.

Michelle said...

Fiber animals hate a vacuum, so they fill it with more fiber! (LOVE that cowl.)

Elaine said...

All your items are great!! I discovered that when I spin I end up with more yarn and no matter how fast I knit it's never enough to destash!! I will be weaving blankets this winter to take care of a bunch of it!!

Mt Devon Meanderings said...

Spin, knit, spin, knit, spin, knit. Isn't it lovely.