Finch feline

I do not have much of a stash as far as wool is concerned (we shall not mention thepetite and private Alexandrian library I possess) but it is a bit ungainly. I decided to try and neaten it up a bit today. Thank goodness for people who send stuff in boxes as I ended up using every last one including a spare shoe box to corral what I do possess.

What I discovered during this archaeological process was I do not random purchase. Each bit I put away is clearly sufficient for a project, mostly shawls and socks. But I do have enough Rowan worsted for an amber cardigan :)

I also set aside some partially used skeins for the class.

During the two hours I was working on this the door to the Finches' room was open. I had gone in earlier to give them a beakstone and then became engrossed in organizing. I didn't realise I had forgoten to close the door until I came back in. A few minutes later Chai came back out as if all was well: which indeed it was.***CV