Home of the Snarkmaiden

Knitting group did not seem to be there when I stopped by Panera tonight. So I swung by St. Vincent de Paul for a quick troll through. I picked up a couple of unworn summer weight shirts, one 100% linen, and then prowled through the crafty bin and picked up a bag of highly promising-looking yarn. Highly promising is right. It was clearly meant to be a sock-making kit from the (sadly, now defunct) Local Yarn Store -- a pair of pre-wound skeins, one larger, for the main body of the socks, plus a smaller, for contrast toe-and-heel, plus a sock pattern and a business card, all nicely bundled together in a fancy gift bag. The larger skein still had its original wrapper in the middle. It's hand-painted, DK weight superwash merino yarn, thank you very much. (And for non-yarn people, it also had the original price on the wrapper -- $26 for the skein.) Anyone wanna guess what I paid? Two. Bucks.

And it's pristine. This stuff is so well kept, it still has that lovely, wooly, yarn store smell to it. Oh, boy, fancy sock yarn.