If yarn could be metaphor...this yarn would be snowstorm. When I look at this yarn, the feeling is reminiscent of looking outside in a blizzard at night when the sky is black but the snow is lit by the houselights - or the look of a hat/sweater which is covered with snow and badly needs to be dusted. It is the look of fair isle "snow/background" without the work.
It is called "Linie 97/Iceland"and is made in Germany by OnLine. The colors I chose were "embers" and "dusk". From a distance, the skeins look moderately interesting - here you can see the skeins in their natural form and habitat.
Embers stockingette, dusk ribbed, and the interface.To fashion the perfect sweater for this beatiful yarn, I merely had to summon a favorite old song by Frank Loesser, "Baby it's Cold Outside"...and the perfect sweater began to emerge in my imagination...it had to be warm, it had to be soft, it had to have a turtle/cowl neck (but couldn't be stiff and choking), and it had to be form-fitting/sexy....VOILA... It's all about the yarn! "I really can't stay - Baby it's cold outside.
I've got to go away - Baby it's cold outside.
This evening has been - Been hoping that you'd drop in
So very nice - I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice
My mother will start to worry - Beautiful, what's your hurry
My father will be pacing the floor - Listen to the fireplace roar
So really I'd better scurry - Beautiful, please don't hurry
Well Maybe just a half a drink more - Put some music on while I pour..."