I was digging through the piles of odd stuff. Black glitter felt. Baby zoo animal flannel. Orange polyester. Eight yards of green mosquito net. Four quilt tops. A hundred baby blankets.
Partner hands me a bag. It's a bunch of little balls of white yarn. Each ball in a little plastic bag, all the bags in a bigger bag. No tags evident. The bag is stapled shut, and yes, I know, people open and/or poke holes in those bags all the time, but I don't like to do that. It seems tacky. The price on the bag is $2.92US. Some of the white yarn is discolored in places. I think I'd have to wash it. I almost put it back, but in an impulse I take it. Along with the four yards of red tulle, the green mosquito net, and several different bags of jammie flannel.
When I bust open the bag of yarn at home, I find that every wee ball is tagged. ACA Supreme 100% Pure Angora, Made in France. Huh. I say. Thinking this is pretty rich.
Twenty-seven, ten gram (or 1/3 ounce) balls of white Angora that is so fluffy and soft. So incredibly soft. At some point in the life of this yarn, it was marked at $1/ball. So my $2.92 was a steal. Only it was even more of a steal than I initially thought because I see ten gram balls of angora yarn on the internet priced at anywhere from five to seven dollars. Per. Ball.
I bought $150 worth of yarn for three bucks. Knock me over with a feather.
Whuddya think I should make with it?
About 800 yards of worsted weight angora. Not enough for a sweater, I don't think.
Hat? Scarf? Pidge? Fuzzy bunny from Knitty Gritty?
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