Yen. Urge. Desire. Longing. Is that feeling that washes over you when something so spectacular presents itself that you just have to touch it. To pick it up. To marvel at it. To take it home. Actually, I do believe that is what happened to me when I met hubby so long ago…..
But now it is me with yarn (although I am still nuts for hubby). I picked up a few balls of clearance yarns a few weeks ago, with projects jumping out at me with every one I fondled. Yes, I fondle yarn. I don’t grope yarn, that … Read more...