Mountain Mohair

I'm knitting a Calorimetry for Silke. Her birthday is in a few days. I'd had this skein (Green Mountain Spinnery Mountain Mohair) in mind (she likes blue) and was struck nearly dumb when I pulled it out this morning. It is gorgeous in this bleak winter light. Maybe because it was born in Vermont.

I bought the skein in Massachusetts at a yarn store near Karen's house. I would have bought more skeins of it, but it was the last one in this color. Which is the one I wanted at the time.

The color. It's called periwinkle. These photos are not capturing the color well. It's a darker and richer blue with significant indigo tones. And flecks of magenta tinged red. Gorgeous.

(You can see the Silver Thaw Calorimetry I made for myself nestled in the knitting bag. I am most definitely going to frog it and reknit it smaller.)

I'm staying still today. The cold bug is not quite moving on at the pace I would like. Tomorrow is my birthday and I don't want to be sick for it if I can help it. My dinner has shifted from Butter to Mesa Grill. Yum. Checkout their Restaurant Week dinner menu and guess at what I'll choose!