the Revenge of the Barn Yarn

Once in awhile, usually early in the morning, a sweater will jump into my lap. It is not whole. It is sadly lacking seams and bands, and even, buttons. It is BEGGING to be seamed; whining to be worn.

Why I can do these duties only in the AM is a mystery to me – but it’s always been like that, and I’ve stopped questioning the why and just go straight to the wherefores.

The Sweater Whining gets loud enough, at some point, to actually WEAR ME DOWN and VOILA!

A Mattress Stitch is made.

A band appears out of nowhere.

Buttons march in place like troops galore.

IT’s a Sweater!

And believe me the pitiful chant of this sweater was particularly LOUD! I think sitting in the Marination Chamber with all that Palace Merino I’ve been working on lately was giving the Barn Yarn an inferiority complex…

Perhaps being started last February and not finished until 13 months later in MARCH just was insulting to its barny little body.

I don’t know.

WHAT I do know is that, coincidentally, it is still COLD enough to wear this *Jacket*.

And I’m Glad…