Yikes! I knit milk!

This weekend I got to try out the Viking of Norway yarn "milk and honey." It is made out of 70% milk fibre (and 30% cotton), and I still find it hard to understand ...WHY?

Of course, I do not quite understand HOW either, but that's for some future post. What I do understand of the process, however, is that it isn't easy nor cheap. It does sell on the eco-friendly wave, but I am not convinced that it is any more eco friendly than plain cotton.

But great political, philosophical and ethical questions aside, let us concentrate on the important perspective: The knit.

Honestly, it felt like cotton. Slightly less plied and thus also a looser knit than the cottons I prefer, but not at all like some brands of 100% cotton. So, why bother adding that much milk to the blend? Need I try the new 100% milk fibre?

I wanna rock!

No, really I want to do some really rebellious knitting. This weekend we are moving out of our house to get new pannelling in the bedrooms and living room, and I have to go through the massive amounts of unnecessary stuff we have accumulated over the last year or so. The house is a mess, and I feel a growing desire to toss everything away in a childish tantrum. We don't need half of this, my conscience screams. And theorethically I really want to destash.

But, you guessed it, I am too emotionally attached to my stash. Especially the yarn stash representing hours of creative and recreational knitting. That's why I want to knit instead of sorting: Giving away knitwear is so easy compared to throwing away unknit yarn. Not even the knowledge that some of my cheapest and oldest and shortest pieces of yarn have already been replaced by better yarn can make me do that.

I wanna knit.

New yarn

Today I am unpacking a treasure.

My aunt has gifted me three large bags of yarn, and it is an adventure to dive into them and discover the wonderful balls and skeins inside. "Look, here's a cardigan for Jenny," I call out as I pull out a delicious soft ball. My boyfriend laughs at me, he cannot see the magic of yarn. But moments later he tilts his head in consideration of what colours to use for a baby blanket.