Friday, April 03, 2009
The almost-final toll.
That's a Dale of Norway in the trash can, there. It'd been languishing since 2003, awaiting a bunch of detailed finishing, but I still want to throw up. I'd had it out last year to look at it and take photos, and it was fine then. It looks like swiss cheese now. There'd been a lavender sachet in the basket with it, but apparently that wasn't enough to save it.
Mostly the beetles went for fluffy stuff (roving or wool boucle). They don't like mohair (who blames them?), and thank all the gods, Brown Sheep has all their yarn permanently moth-proofed, which means I found starved carpet beetles on the yarn but no holes. (Innsvenget is safe.) The down side, they seem to love Dale Baby, which is what Koningsborg was knit out of. That's the black and white in the trash can.
The salvaged yarn looks something like this (there's more added to the pile since I took the photo). Thankfully I had already bagged most of the stuff I really loved, with the intention of keeping cat hair out of it, and all of it is safe. Including the beautiful roving Bells sent me.
There are still three more project bags to go through, containing half-finished sweaters for me. One is cotton and while it may be covered in Little Bastards, it'll be fine 'cause they don't eat cellulose. Another is knit with Brown Sheep and I expect it will be fine, too. The third? It's alpaca. Either they hate it and left it alone, or there will be nothing left of it.
I really don't want to look.
Right now my office looks like this.
I am decidedly unhappy at the moment.
at 11:40 AM