EcoWool is pleasing not only for its wonderfully wooly characteristics — sproingy, soft, lofty, sturdily natural — but also for the shear size of the yarn cake produced by winding upwards of 450 yards of bulky wool. It’s approaching the size of my head. And that can only be a good thing.
See, it’s huge:
Though I still have lots of projects on the go — girasole, I’m looking at you (action socks, not so much as they are an office/study-break/on-the-go kind of project); of lizard ridge we will not speak (how you doin’?) — I decided that my life could only be improved by starting an OWLS sweater immediately.
Of course, making the decision was the easy part. I’ve since struggled with gauge (um, yeah, so I guess you don’t necessarily need to hold the yarn in a control-freak death grip … but it helps), fantasies of cardiganizing that pullover (too complicated for my very tired and overwhelmed brain), and, finally, with gauge. Again.
I think things might be on the right track now. We’ll see. As today must be spent reading and not struggling with pullover maintenance.