I know you’re all anxious to see what kind of yarn was in that BIG Bag. . . but the Crochet Corner ladies and I became so giddy while looking through it, were so distracted by the gingerbread cookie baking and decorating that was taking place at the next table, and were so often interrupted by people stopped in because they noticed our yarn-covered table, – yeah, those are my best three excuses – that I completely forgot about taking photos until we had boxed it up and I noticed my unused camera still sitting on the top of a storage bin where I’d left it. sigh
That’s right. We
fit stuffed all the yarn into just FOUR acid-free boxes, which once held reams of paper, one each for (clockwise, starting upper left) Cotton, Mohair, Wool and Blends.
While looking on yarn labels for fiber content info, we also noticed where it was manufactured: France, England, Italy, Turkey, Holland, Germany, Norway, Brazil – that one surprised me -. . . and Vermont!
The perfumed scent that I mistook for Febreeze came from a few dryer sheets that were scattered among the clear plastic bags filled with yarn. I risked taking a sniff of a few assorted skeins and didn’t notice anything nasty. S copied me and was aghast to discover the all-natural scent of a particularly sheepy wool yarn! lol
I’ll spread out the contents of each box and take photographs the next time there’s an alignment of free-time and pleasant weather. Promise. Can, hopefully, catch up on ripple photos at the same time. Eventually, I’d like to find out just how many pounds of yarn we’ve inherited – Would’ve been so much easier to weigh it while still in the Big Black Bag! – and make a list of the brand names. I want to look them up in Ravelry.