I have shifted my yarn stash to a more convenient location. I can actually now see what I have got, instead of rootling through crates and creating a multi-coloured spider's web. And I finally got rid of the old manky stuff I could never use but couldn't let go of.
Some of this rather unfortunate wool dates back a few years to when Cleopatra found that a box of yarn made a rather nice bed.
My needles are not in the photo, they're in a tool box. My knitting books and magazines have their own shelf in the next room.
And the rule now is: I have to use yarn before I'm allowed to buy any more as there isn't room for a fourth crate in the alcove, or another alcove.
My needles are not in the photo, they're in a tool box. My knitting books and magazines have their own shelf in the next room.
And the rule now is: I have to use yarn before I'm allowed to buy any more as there isn't room for a fourth crate in the alcove, or another alcove.
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