I don't know what it is as I get older. I just hate the grey days. There were times that I used to like the cozy feeling of being indoors and knowing I was protected from the rain coming down. Now it just leaves me feeling sort of blah and unmotivated. Unless, of course, I get something inspirational in the mail.
Enter the last installation of yarn from my Sundara Yarn Seasons subscription -- three skeins of her aran silky merino yarn dyed in "Wild Blueberries" a feast for the eyes and the fingers, as this yarn is as nice to touch as it is to look at. Especially if you're a girl who can pick out a silk yarn at 1000 paces in a crowded fiber festival. Silk just calls to me. And the handle of this yarn is luscious. Add in the rich colors of warm summer blueberries* and for me you have a yarn that is not only a winner, but also instant sunshine.
Maybe if I put it close to the window, it will coax the real sun to come out!
*And as far as I'm concerned, I was raised in the best blueberry growing state in the nation, Michigan. Michigan blues in the summer, eaten near the farm or while picking are just about the best things ever. IMHO, the berries that end up in the grocery store just can't compare.
Enter the last installation of yarn from my Sundara Yarn Seasons subscription -- three skeins of her aran silky merino yarn dyed in "Wild Blueberries" a feast for the eyes and the fingers, as this yarn is as nice to touch as it is to look at. Especially if you're a girl who can pick out a silk yarn at 1000 paces in a crowded fiber festival. Silk just calls to me. And the handle of this yarn is luscious. Add in the rich colors of warm summer blueberries* and for me you have a yarn that is not only a winner, but also instant sunshine.
Maybe if I put it close to the window, it will coax the real sun to come out!
*And as far as I'm concerned, I was raised in the best blueberry growing state in the nation, Michigan. Michigan blues in the summer, eaten near the farm or while picking are just about the best things ever. IMHO, the berries that end up in the grocery store just can't compare.
The yarn is beautiful but I have to disagree with you on the berries. As a life long Jerseyite, I believe with all my berry loving heart that our blueberries are the best in the world! And I would dearly love some sunshine.....
I was going to comment about the best blueberries, but reading donna lee's comment I have to say that fresh picked blueberries are the best regardless of where you are from.
I grew up in Maine and we had high bush blueberry bushes outside of the house and could just pick berries for breakfast all summer long. Yum!
West Michigan blueberries! Best ever! I might be a bit prejudiced though.
I grew up in Maine surrounded by a field of wild blueberries, so I'm prejudiced in favor of wild Maine blueberries.
But I have to agree with Seanna Lea: berries, like most produce, simply taste best when the trip from harvest to mouth is as short as possible (5 minutes or less is best).
PS. Gorgeous yarn. And I wish I could send some of our lovely Arizona sunshine your way.
Gorgeous, gorgeous yarn. And I'm with you on the silk--I laugh every time I'm drawn to some new yarn, only to discover, yup, silk. :)
My horse loving daughter went to Cedar Lodge camp in Lawrence Michigan every summer for 4 or 5 years in her teens (http://www.cedarlodge.com/). They used to go to the pick it yourself blueberry farms & come back to camp with blue hands, blue faces & buckets of blueberries. We always stopped on our way back from dropping her off & picking her up & bought huge amounts of blueberries & raspberries (so much fresher & cheaper than the local grocery stores). We wold eat as many as we could fresh (I used to eat my "patriotic" breakfast - blue cornflakes, with raspberries & milk) & I would use the rest for freezer jam, which is so much better than regular jam.
The yarn is super gorgeous! The color is exactly the right shade of blue for ripe blueberries.