Look away if you have a weak stomach or are prone to fits of despondency.
Following is the physical manifestation of dismay, despair, & depression.
This is three weeks of solid labor, nearly five inches of painstaking cables, knit on minuscule size 1.5 needles (that would be 2.5 millimeters) completely and utterly destroyed by an errant cup of tea that the wind overturned into my bag.
All efforts at salvage were futile; the yarn is Knit Picks Bare Merino Wool, Silk Sock Yarn, made for custom dying & tea is a natural coloring agent. I considered dying all of it, but Chris wanted off-white hose & besides, any attempt would have ended up unevenly colored (yarn should be dyed before knitting just for this reason)
Yes, I cried.
Right after I cursed a blue streak.
Then I went to the movies, to forget my pain for a few brief hours.
Now, it just mocks me~ I originally got it to make the Candle Flame Shawl last summer, which I ended up frogging (just wasn’t working for me) & now this.
I am giving away the rest of the yarn~ I am not meant to use it.