I like to use this cleaning exercise to take a photo of the whole shebang, all laid out at once. I log every single yarn and fibre acquisition on Ravelry as it arrives, but there is such a difference between looking at those photos and getting to feel each skein, braid, and batt. I am so pleased with the stash right now. With the exception of one dingy pink ball of Knit Picks Palette (Peony, I'm looking at you, you ugly little thing), I absolutely love every single skein. I had forgotten how pleased I was with some of my handspun, and how gorgeous some of my indie sock yarns are, and how deliciously vibrant some of my spinning fibres are. Once I got it all laid out I just stood there, smiling gleefully. It's pretty. I know having a yarn stash might seem weird to some people, but to me it's glorious, rainbow coloured, squishable potential, in wooly form.
I arranged it by colour this year, which looked so pretty. For the record, our bed is a queen.
|Sorry about the weird angle - it's not easy getting a decent photo!|
|Jake says any photo taken in a bedroom must accidentally include a large sex toy. I say he spends too much time on the silly parts of the internet. So no. Sorry.|
I took a panorama of the handspun and fibre too - it's pretty awesome.
Oh, and I keep my leftovers. I got rid of a few things after this picture, because nobody needs 3 yards of beige sock yarn.
Here's last year's stash post, for reference.