A letter to Cheryl Schaefer
Dear Cheryl, Queen of Color:
I don't know you, but my name is Sherry. I grew up a little boat ride across the lake from you, oddly enough. You don't know me either, but see, I have a problem.
I can't resist it. I usually buy yarn with a plan in mind, but really, with your yarn I'm a Collector. It's the siren song of one of kind colors. Super-saturated loveliness. The one color that's always thrown in as a surprise, or to tone down the sweetness.
Honestly, if I lost my job, I'd be selling blood for new colorways. I have no control. Can you dye some nice ugly Anne for about, oh two years so I can catch up?
No no, wait a minute. I'm starting to sweat here.
I don't mean it!!!!! Can you make me about three skiens of bright orange with a hint of scorched pumpkin, and a splash of butterscotch? Please? For another Cayuga gal?
Top left: blues for the Fiddlesticks 'Raj' shawl, 3 reds for the 'Serrano' sweater, crazy colors for socks, the 'bright blip' green for a stacking color scarf
bottom left: 2 reds that may become the small square shawl yet to be released from from Smith Island pattern factory, no plan green and brown, 2 skeins of blue and green for stash padding, two red and blue multis that may be part of the giant square shawl yet to be released from Smith Island Pattern factory (hurry Courtney), green and orange for a half-pi, and more stash padding with the brown and blue. I also have 3 half-used skeins floating around, not shown.