What am I, a Leprechaun?

I seem to have a problem with green yarn. I'm not sure why or how I accumulated so much damned green yarn since it isn't even one of my favorite colors. But everywhere I look, I see green. 

This honking hank was purchased early last year to make a shawl I loved on Twist. Or maybe it was the year before. I found I needed another one so now I have two. This was dyed by Chris and the color variegation is hard to capture but the work is genius. Genius I tell you. 

Then there is Noro Silk Garden. I'm not a big Noro fan ... yet I have a ton of Noro. I think this is because Jill at Yarns in the Farms is a Noro fan and whenever she puts together a kit for a skirt, there is always Noro in there. I routinely take the kit apart because I get home and experiment with other combinations and all the Noro ends up in a separate bag, blatantly discriminated against by me, the ultimate Yarn Ho. Noro generally cannot be trusted, that's part of the problem. Noro looks so beautiful in the skeins. The colors are beautifully mixed and contrasted and you fall in love with the rich and often vibrant but sometimes subtle mixes. You take a bag of serene and elegant mauves and emeralds and chocolates and begin your project. Suddenly, inexplicably and without any kind of effing warning, out comes a huge splat of lime green mixed with orange tinged with purple. WTF? You grab the other skeins thinking it is some kind of evil, awful fluke and lo and behold, more orange and purple yarn vomit.  You realize Noro has sold you a bag of wood. Looks so innocent there in all it's green and grey splendor but I'm telling you, there is a hot mess of orange/purple/lime green waiting to spring at you. Although I admit Iro is what-you-see-is-what-you-get - no plunks of weirdly colored yarn vomit in those and for that, I'm grateful.

I fell for lace. Hard. I have so much lace and so little nerve. *snicker* I love it but I can't bring myself to actually pick a pattern and dive in. While I do have pink silk lace and chocolate alpaca lace, of course I have green lace. Green lace in all textures and variegations. Oh, lookey here. Tosh Lace. In green. It doesn't look green in the photo and that's what fooled me. Hah. It's green Trust me. I told myself it was more brownish blue-ish but when I got it home in the natural light, it was clear as day that it's green. Just a different saturation level of green but green all the damned same.

I also have been bitten by the linen bug and the other day, I found a bag of Euroflax in my trunk. I'd purchased it long ago to make a lace sweater. Guess what color the linen is? You'll never, ever guess. Actually, there was a yellow hank in there but the main colors are ... light green and dark green with the mutant yellow in there for variety. *rolleyes* The photo doesn't do justice to the vibrancy of the yellow and the dark green. The lighter green is a good balance. What is behind this accumulation of green?


Could it be a desire for more money? I can't imagine why I would want more money ... oh, I know. All of my disposable income is represented by bins and bags and baskets of yarn in my house. I'm overrun with yarn. Yarn and pattern books. Yarn and projects in varying stages of completion. I'm the crazy lady with the cats AND the yarn. Double whammy. But just so you fully understand and appreciate the depths of my newly discovered and completely unforeseen love of green, let me show you more. 

This Alpaca lace is from when I wanted to make a lime Citron. This shawl is the cutest thing ever. I'd make it much larger and wider but I love it. And it is one of the only projects I'd make using the same color as the model. The green is fabulous and I don't say that simply because I seem to have a freakish amount of green but the green really does suit this shawl.

I haven't made the shawl yet. But rest assured, I have all the green makings for it. In alpaca lace, in the Bramble silk lace ... in green. I even have Briggs Little big honking Atlantic in pale green. I have Tosh DK in Jade. I have Cocoon in green, thanks to Jill and one of her skirt kits.

It would be fabulous. But then I pick it up to admire it and teeny tiny little string of silky alpaca makes me crazy so back into the bin it goes. This is about when the chunky yarn begins to look more attractive to me and I pull it out and revel in the fact that I can whip out a project using chunky yarn in no time as opposed to cursing and screaming and ripping out dental floss yarn.

See how more inviting the chunky looks over the teeny lace? And what do you know, the Debbie Bliss Chunky Tweed is in ... green.


All righty now. I'm off to work on a new version of Swallowtail using fingering weight in Schaefer. Dammit all to hell, the yarn is green. Sue me.