Heindselmann's. Provo, Utah. Yesterday.
I walk in and I'm accosted by the smell of garage sale and yesterday's dinner. I'm surrounded by cotton loop potholder kits, days-of-the week tea towels, pre-printed Mormon temple cross-stitch patterns, and pet rocks (okay, not really). I hesitate. Start backing out slowly. And then, I see something behind the cash register. Is that yarn?
Trying not to get my hopes up, I walk toward the center of the store. Hmm, novelty yarns in clown colors. Blechhh. Patons Tweeds, mostly acrylic but there's a little bit of wool in there. Hmmm. Better, but not great. Keep going.
And then...what is this? Is this silk? Cashmerino? ORGANIC COTTON? In Provo, Utah? ORGANIC COTTON!!!???
New Wool. Icelandic Wool. Merino. Mohair. Hand-painted, hand spun, silk yarns and roving by a local artist. And--wait--is that a sale sign?
So I very casually walk toward the sale bins (don't want to draw attention to myself), and there, at the very bottom...
Classic Elite Zelda linen/wool blend. Slight variegated (I'm guessing that's from the blend) and the colors...a gorgeous, deep, forest-ey brownish green; a delicious smoky purple; and a lovely pumpkin-ey color.
At half-price, it's five bucks per 50-gram skein.
Do I have any idea what to make with a bulky-weight linen/wool blend? No. Do I have the sense to bring my pattern books with me? No. Do I have five bucks a skein? No.
Do I buy it?
No. I walk away. I go home, look through my pattern books, and realize that the PERFECT project for this would be a little zippered vest for my friend's 2yo boy.
Do I want to make a $30 sweater for a 2yo boy?
YES. God!
Well, I do have birthday money...
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