If I were feeling oppressed by the tyranny of a linear chronology, I would show you some of the things I worked on at the retreat. But I’m really really not. I am, instead, feeling incredibly distracted by the shininess of the new. So I’m showing you the hat I cast on Sunday night.
That’s one side, and the other side looks like this. I truly have not decided which is the outside and which the inside (and since it is The Boy’s hat, I suppose he gets to make that determination for himself). So while it’s not reversible in the sense of ‘looks the same on both sides,’ I do think it looks rather nifty on both sides.
The yarn is some I got at the Great Lakes Fiber Festival in 2012. It’s from Steam Valley Fiber Farm, and The Boy picked it out for the astonishingly purple nature of its purple-ness. I fear I am not properly emphasizing the eye-searing nature of this purple. I want to make some sort of totally inappropriate remark about the personal habits of Grimace every time I pick it up, but in the interest of discretion I will leave that as an exercise for the reader.