I decided before Christmas that I needed to do some major destash work. Max would appear from time to time in the workshop with yet another bag of, um, wool. The upholstery workshop started to look like a major wool warehouse. What took up a little space in a room of over 80 square metres suddenly took up a lot of space in less than 40.
I've probably mentionned before (ad nauseum I hear you mutter) that this house would not be considered fit for human habitation if a health officer was to walk in during a cold spell and measure the temperature. In fact, he'd probably assume his thermometer had broken as it almost certainly wouldn't register low enough. But I digress. The obvious solution to the stash problem was to weave a huge shawl to keep me warm during the winter.
I simply removed all the Rowan yarns I had, plus two small orphan yarns, and wound a totally random warp. No thought given to colour order except that I tried to keep it proportional to the amount I had of each colour. I then did the same with the weft. The result is, not surprisingly, a totally random shawl!
This photo was taken during a break in the cold spell when I could take it off without freezing to death.
Made almost of entirely Rowan this is challenging my Summer Roses for the warmest shawl of the year award. It doesn't have the delicate detail of the roses but it certainly has the weight of warmth which was, after all, the whole point.