Kid Mohair Locks handspun courtesy of Fyberduck.
This is trophy yarn if there ever was one.
I'd blog more, but my lovely daughter managed to bring home what I can only guess would be the bubonic plague. After half a day at work I came home with a rotisserie chicken, ice cream, the new Spin Off and cold medicine.
I'm going back to bed to contemplate the possibilities of knitting and blogging from beyond the grave.