Some months ago, I purchased two Rambouillet rovings from Ani at Widdershins that she had painted like this:
Beautiful, right? But somehow, as I was spinning the first one, I started having doubts. There was this grey blue and this mauve colour and I just couldn't imagine how they would go together. I mean, I don't think Ani specifically chose mauve because she is the least mauve person that I have ever met. Still, sometimes when one begins to draft hand painted fibres, certain colours just appear like unwelcome guests at a party.
As my bobbins filled, I seriously began to wonder if this would be a dud. It happens to the best of us. I was spinning the Rambouillet extra thin and with lots of extra twist after the blooming madness of the previous one - I wanted this lace weight to really be lace weight. So I was investing a good amount of work in this roving, all the while wondering if it would be a grey and mauve mess at the end of the day.
I plied it with extra twist as well, and even while I was plying it, I was saying to myself, " I don't know..."
But lo and behold, after a good soak to set the twist, what to my eyes did appear?
It is beautiful! I would go so far as to say gorgeous. Stunning, even. Sure, sure, you can have your reds and pinks and those flashy colours that are always standing up and shaking their booty at you. Well, sit down and be quiet because I have my sophisticated colours here. Honey, you have to understand the subtleties and the nuances of life to appreciate what this yarn is offering. Adolescents need not apply.
Because I did a poor job of dividing the roving evenly, I had a lot of leftover on one bobbin, so I chain-plied a small skein.
I mis-read you, my dear. Can you ever forgive me?