I know I should be wrestling with the enormous blanket that has become my
Wrappy Jacket or finishing up the back piece of my
Melted Candle Whisper cardigan, but I'm not. I'm acting like a little yarn 'ho and starting another project: The
Butterfly camisole using luverly Kid Silk Haze. Take in an eyeful of the frill I started:
I know, I know. Too many projects! But I couldn't resist the call of the KSH. So lovely! So floaty! So wanting me to put it on the needles and cast on, already. And besides, knitting Butterfly means I got to go to
La Droguerie, a.k.a. Big Time Craft Heaven, and search out some beads. I love popping into
La Droguerie, even if it's just to look at all the pretty ribbons, beads in jars and yarn hanging from the walls like taffy so I can drool over it all like Homer Simpson drooling over a bowl of pork rinds. I love me a good Craft Heaven.

And that's not all. I'm barely beginning my fall projects and I'm already thinking of things for winter. This morning I received these beautiful pattern books from
Rike and Magnus at Rike's Wollmaus. The Lang Yarns book instructions are in French and English [woot!]. The Gedifra is in German only and I don't speak a word of German other than "Danke" and "Ich Liebe Wolle", but some of those designs are so fab I'm thinking of plowing my way through the pattern instructions. Gorgeous stuff. But I promise to continue organizing my monster stash and finish at least one of my fall projects before I even consider starting anything else. For real! Stop looking at me that way. [Hehe.]

And of course, I must knit something for my Captain Destructo this season. I picked up the latest Pitchoun from Phildar and as always he's chosen the flashiest thing in the book: The
multi-colored jacket on the cover. It's cute! It reminds me of a high school letterman jacket. I should start it soon, so I went downtown to my favorite Phildar boutique and picked up the yarn for it. [Any little excuse, I know...such a yarn trollop!] And check this out: While I was there, it started to rain lightly. Just my luck, I had no umbrella. As I looked out at the rain I laughed and told the yarn store owner, "Well! Guess I'll be heading across the street to Tati so I can buy an umbrella." And right then, with two customers waiting in line behind me, she went to the back of the store and brought back a Phildar umbrella with a little
wooden handle shaped like a duck's head for me! With a smile she said, "Keep it." And for that gesture of kindness I proudly give her a big SHOUT OUT here:
Phildar boutique on rue Grenette in Lyon is my favorite yarn hang out!