Ball-band Love

I'm still playing with ideas for a baby blanket. For some reason the ball-bands have a special appeal to me.

Normally I value ball bands for the useful information they contain--all the vital statistics about the yarn that I love. Of course they're essential for matching dye-lots. But none of that is relevant here. There's no way I'm going to be able to match this old baby wool in a shop. Still those little slips of paper feel like a precious thing. I haven't been able to discard them yet. 

Reward

By the time I'd completed the dreaded paperwork which I'd set myself to tackle yesterday I'd used up half the day and most of my available energy. I have yet to unpack the car after the market, and somehow my knitting bag got mixed up with that stuff on Monday so my "easy and blue" shawl wasn't available. I know it's crazy but opening the front door and walking maybe twenty metres to get it just seemed like too much effort! So I cast on something else.

It's another little wristie. This is some hand-dyed baby wool that I wound off the skein to use in some of the open-textured scarves I made for the market. So it was sitting in the basket next to my armchair. I noticed at the market that I could do with some more wristies, so they're on their way. Not that there's likely to be much demand for them in the warmer months, but I don't enjoy making the same thing over and over, so maybe this way I can slowly build up enough to have a good range for next year.