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We Have A Situation Here

Go ahead, knock on the door.

No.  You knock on the door. Spairrow bites.

scritch, scritch.
Nope,nobody home.  Let’s go.

That was NOT a knock.  Damn your eyes.
BANG BANG BANG

Open Up In The Name Of The Law!

squeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

mph.  whmbl. ghuh?  snrt.  mphf?  wazzat?

Retired Captain Spairrow?  Detective Romney.  and I’m Detective Wolsey.  We have a situation here. And we … gah … ack … aghak…

There, there Det. Wolsey, come on.  measured breathes.  That’s it.  now go ahead.  Ask Captain Spairrow your question.

ah … wheeze … angh… May we come in?  No?  Sorry to bother you.  We’ll just be on our way then.

Of cour' shyew are shughar.  wha'd yew shay yer name washz?  lemme shee yer eyizh … Det. Wolsey!  Matey!  Why I han’t seen you since … since… that last Smiley’s sale. AR!  Now them where the daze Wooly fooly ,  those lost …  kid … silk… mphf? ghuh? arr…

See Romney?  It’s no use.  Spairrow’s … different now … we’ll get nowhere here.  We’re wasting our time.

Have I shown you my … oh, of course, Matey.  You must come in.  What must I be thinking? (Romney and Wolsey exchange glances) Leaving you out here on the … right this way … I’ve received the most lovely letter … I’m afraid it may be at the bottom of my stash … w’oopsey!  mind the cat!  It’s just … ought to be … can I get you … oh, the heat.  Is it me?  woomph!  Now where were we?  Oh, yes … I think you’ll find this very inneresting Wooly my friend.  It’s got all little hatchy crossy marks to it.  wif circles and dots.  Can’n make hide nor hair of it myself … but I thought … maybe you … brings to mind that old cable caper we teamed on.  back in the daze. But differ’nt if you take my meaning . ghuh? zzzzzz… mnng…

Wolsey?  You and Spairrow have been partners before?  Maybe you should be the one to … let me see that letter.  What are you staring at Wolsey?  Wolsey!

Romney!  Look at the post mark.   How the devil do you suppose Spairrow got a hold of …

… It’s the next clue

We Interupt This Program

Etherknitter inspired me to drag the wheel out last weekend.

Back in November you may recall this.  2 oz. of beautifully dyed and prepared Camel down/Tussah from Nancy Morey at Shadeyside Farms.
Nothing would do but to run more of this through the wheel.  Which is happening in increments (I sort of went overboard on the amount).
    My question now is -
    As a single - where the colors are least neutralized?

    As a 2 ply - in which the blending of the color is very sophisticated and nearly metallic.

    or as a Navajo ply - which preserves the original colors in a heavier weight yarn with a bit more character (due to this being the plying method I am least adept at).

    The camel down and the tussah produce a beautiful shiny rich yarn, but the camel down introduces it's short staple and the yarn will pill.  I love it as a single.  Realistically it needs a ply of some sort to keep it from turning to mush.  I’m not ruling out a 4 ply cabled yarn either. In that instance I would adjust the initial spin way down to as weaselly a lace weight as I can manage if that’s the route that needs to be taken. 

Nancy's fine dye work deserves to be presented in the best possible manner.

Any suggestions?

Louie Ain't Here, Man

Bang, bang, bang.

(sotto voce) Hey, pssst, it’s me Louie.  Lemme in.

Ain’t no Louie here.

No, I’m Louie.  It’s me.  I made a break for it.  Lemme in.  I’m around da block tree times.  I’m sure dey ain’t drawn a bead on me.

Louie’s not here, man.  Don’t know no Louie.

Gah!!  I told you.  I’m Louie.  Blue Louie.  For the love of Melanie lemme in!

Only Louie I know’s dead to me man.  Louie took a runner.  Louie turned stole pidgeon.

I ain’t no boid!  I’m tellin’ ya.  I threw ‘em a mickey and picked up on their plans on us. 

Tell me sumptin’ only Louie would know so’s I know it’s really you.

“Just Keep Knitting”

Louie!  It’s you!  Hey, wait a minute.  How come you’re all worked up like that?  Who got to you? 

They woiked me over pretty good I’m tellin’ ya.  But I din’t toin nuttin’ in.  Dey nearly frogged me’s what I’m sayin’.  It was nearly the life line for me.  Dey wuz gettin' out dah stitch markers when I made a break for it.

How’d you find us here though?  Ain’t nobody followed us here.  Nobody knows where
we're at.

 

Mother sent me.