Four yarns who might never meet one another come to Inner Wild and ask, ‘what will become of us?’.
First, a flamboyant hand dyed pure merino frill yarn with orange pops like Chinese lantern plants.
Next, a lilac and purple variated feather yarn, a mauve wool mix yarn and some pure burgundy merino DK.
‘You are all so different from one another’ said INNER WILD ‘and yet together the contrast of your differences makes each of you look even more lovely. Together you will become a garment that will wrap around a person and make them feel good.’
And so, with a sense of adventure three of the yarns combined in a single stitch to cast on and got to know one another in a braid before separating out to show themselves individually while the other two ran along the increasing side.
Finally, the merino frill yarn settled on the hem edge in butterfly-wing tassels which will open its netting over time as it flies along on the hem.
AFTER
The four yarns have metamorphosised into an INNER WILD Fiesta Whimsy Wrap.
What a joy to let such different yarns play together and create a unique garment so full of joie de vivre. This Inner Wild Fiesta Whimsy Wrap was commissioned by a dearheart.
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“And a bird overhead sang Follow,And a bird to the right sang Here;And the arch of the leaves was hollow,And the meaning of May was clear.”~Algernon Charles Swinburne~ The dawn chorus of robin and song thrush, blackbird and wren. The sweet scent of gorse on the breeze. The clear blue of wild bluebells and a …
Metamorphosis: Fiesta Whimsy Wrap
BEFORE:
Four yarns who might never meet one another come to Inner Wild and ask, ‘what will become of us?’.
First, a flamboyant hand dyed pure merino frill yarn with orange pops like Chinese lantern plants.
Next, a lilac and purple variated feather yarn, a mauve wool mix yarn and some pure burgundy merino DK.
‘You are all so different from one another’ said INNER WILD ‘and yet together the contrast of your differences makes each of you look even more lovely. Together you will become a garment that will wrap around a person and make them feel good.’
And so, with a sense of adventure three of the yarns combined in a single stitch to cast on and got to know one another in a braid before separating out to show themselves individually while the other two ran along the increasing side.
Finally, the merino frill yarn settled on the hem edge in butterfly-wing tassels which will open its netting over time as it flies along on the hem.
AFTER
The four yarns have metamorphosised into an INNER WILD Fiesta Whimsy Wrap.
What a joy to let such different yarns play together and create a unique garment so full of joie de vivre. This Inner Wild Fiesta Whimsy Wrap was commissioned by a dearheart.
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