i came upon this today and it made me think of rita - and myself - and my auntie - and every other fiber-loving woman in my life with more yarn stashed than they can even imagine projects for.
“SABLE- A common knitting acronym that stands for Stash Acquisition Beyond Life Expectancy.”
“Achieving the state of SABLE is not, as many people who live with these knitters believe, a reason to stop buying yarn, but for the knitter it is an indication to write a will, bequeathing the stash to an appropriate heir.”
— Stephanie Pearl-McPhee (At Knit’s End: Meditations for Women Who Knit Too Much)
to know someone diagnosed with terminal cancer is the perfect opportunity for me to exercise my denial muscles. when we first got the news about hub’s god-mother rita i just thought, “well, i’m sure she’ll live much longer than expected and everything will be fine.” when my mother-in-law began unloading the enormous trash bags stuffed with yarn from her car into my kitchen i thought, “i’ll be the keeper of this stash until rita gets better.” finding a proper place for all of it was the challenge in the front of my mind. bag after bag went into the secret slanted corner of the closet under the stairs until i was ready to take a peek inside them. when i did finally open them up i found exactly what i expected - mounds of un-touched skeins still intact with labels from maybe the 70’s? 80’s? 90’s? decades of wool and acrylic, some that couldn’t be left to rot in clearance bins, some partially unwound as if a project was started and quickly frogged, some with unfinished granny squares dangling from the end and i was suddenly struck with the weight of this stash. i saw a sea of unmade baby blankets and scarves, tissue paper covers, mittens, and hats… 20 pounds of “intended”
i couldn’t deny it. she would never use this yarn again.
this quote struck a chord for me - a long, low, healing chord. a will indeed.
i “intend” on making a rainbow of bonnets and beanies and bows, bubble cowls, shawls, gloves, socks, and stuffies, therefore i have a huge wall rack, bins, boxes, and bags of my own stash (and more on the way) half-spun roving and some completely un-spun.
and if i never get through my stash? if i still have a sea of intentions in the end? well, that will be just fine.