Sic friat biscuitem, as my Latin teacher used to say. These are some of the wonderful yarns I have acquired.
From The Artful Ewe, I got some beautifully dyed silk yarn. These will make another honey cowl. Each skein is 165 yards, approximately 3 ounces. Hand dyed, they don't match exactly, so I'll interknit the skeins, using one skein for the knit rows, and one for the purl rows. Can't wait!
I also got these skeins, silk, like the ones above. I already know who is going to get this cowl.
From Good Karma Farm, the beautiful sport weight I was waiting for. This is a bit less purple and a bit more blue than the original I saw, but I'm not going to complain with a hand dyed skein of yarn. I already know who is getting what this knits up!
I really can't wait to get my needles into all this yarn!
Because I've been hosting my out-of-town inamorato, I haven't been blogging as much as I promised myself at the beginning of the year: twice each week. I don't think I'm going to make my self-imposed quota of posts this month. I'll try, but there is only so much even I can say about knitting.
*Today's blog title is taken from the traditional English Folk ballad, King Henry, Child 32, about how a grisley ghost demands King Henry to kill his hawk, hound, and horse to feed her, crying, "More meat, more meat, ye king Henry, more meat ye gie to me!"