This is the last think I knitted - at least fifteen years ago, made
mainly from an old rope I picked up on the shore at Anstruther. It was
dirty and smelly and I was quite embarrassed carrying it though the
streets to the car. But, washed in the washing machine and untangled, it
was like silk!
And this is the wool I bought from Elena's Yarn and Fibre Studio in Perth. I was so excited to see it, perfect texture for rough moorland - the heather out... the pools of peaty water seeping into my boots. I must have it! I got so carried away I forgot I was supposed to be knitting a rectangle of sea!
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