A Beautiful Gift

This afternoon I went out and checked the mail and there was this. A beautiful gift, from a wonderful friend. 2 skeins of handspun, hand dyed Finn wool that she thought I should have because obviously Finn wool would belong with my son, Finn. I am terrified to touch this beautiful wool. She spun this herself and that makes it more special than any yarn I have ever paid obscene amounts of money for,...err, I mean a reasonable amount of money for. (Bob may be reading this.) I am afraid that like the picture my knitting skills will not do it justice. When I get my knitting courage up and free up the wicked double pointed needles, I hope to make this into a pair of socks for Finn and Rylin. Rylin has been lusting after socks since I "yarned" the first pair and wants some in 'beautiful colors'. I am now the blessed recipient of these beautiful colors... Thanks Mrs. M. for the beautiful yarn. It is amazing to me, how just when I need to be pulled out of my sorrow that someone does something so unexpected without knowing that just lifts me up and makes me smile because I have proof that someone was thinking kindly of me and perhaps praying for me. I appreciate this gift so much and extra because it came on a Monday. I will try to make this wool feel very happy and loved and not make it sad by ripping it back 10 times, I might even try to show the wool my respect with a circular instead of those nasty DPN's that the wool probably dislikes do to the taste of the spinner. Sending my love and gratitude, Mrs. M. - Jess.
Should you like to see how the Finn Wool came to be Finn's Wool, go here Delighted Hands