Lobolita

I just picked up three more grocery bags of wool from my grandmother, from the same Icelandic stash my uncle sent her decades ago.

There are 26 skeins of laceweight “Alafoss Crystal Fleece,” 10 skeins of lopi in brown and orange, 10 regular-sized cakes of Plotulopi, better known as “unspun Icelandic,” in brown and orange, and one GIANT cake of plotulopi in brown. My uncle seems to have leaned toward the browns and oranges, or perhaps it was just the late Seventies rearing its ugly head.

I’m not sure what I’m going to do with it yet. It’s all fairly scratchy, though I know from past experience that the Crystal Fleece makes exquisite lace shawls of the heartier type.  I already have wheels and wheels of the plotulopi in stash that Grandma had previously given me, probably enough to crochet a scratchy wool afghan for every member of my extended family. I’ll have to experiment to see what it wants to be.